The Big Day Redux

Friday afternoon, December 3rd, Knight, my salesman at Seattle BMW, called and said: “Hey, your car is here.  They’re loading it off the truck right now, when do you want to come get it?”

Me: Uhhh, NOW!

Him: Oh, not now, we have to wash it, get it registrered, load US maps, etc. etc. etc.  Maybe it will be ready tomorrow.

Me:

So, we sat around the house all day Saturday saying, please today, please today.  If not today, I know the service dept. is closed Sunday and I won’t get the car until Monday, at the earliest.  About 3:30 they finally called, car will be ready at 5pm.  The whole family came along.

Camden says he’ll buy the Mustang from me for $2.  I told him I’d just give it to him if he had a driver’s license, but I’m not keeping it in the driveway for the next ten years.  Hunter called dibs on the 335i “when Dad dies.”

It was too dark to get a good picture but we wanted one with the Space Needle to proove the car made it to Seattle.

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