Have you ever come home from
an overseas holiday, jet lagged as all get out, and think it would be a great
idea to go on a ten day road trip? No? Am I the only crazy one?
Rewind to the beginning of
October, I was having a moment. Okay, I was having a sulk. All my life I have
wanted to own a small caravan. I had been watching this van on Ebay for a bit. Both
Justin and I had emailed the owner with a gazzilion questions. I knew that this
was the van for our little family. Even though my instincts told me the price
was too good that there had to be something wrong with the van...I just fell in
love with it.
It did not sell the first
time, and when it got re-listed, I thought to myself, "it's a sign! The
van is meant to be mine". Did not matter that I did not have the money to
buy it. It did not matter that the van was located in South Australia . It did not matter that we
were going to Hong Kong in October to take
Justin's Mum over to visit her family. It just did not matter. I wanted that
van.
At the beginning of Chester 's second birthday
party, I thought... okay I didn't think, I just acted, and bid on the van. The
day passed, and we all had a amazing time at the party. It was not until we
were driving home that I thought to look at the listing. This is when my sulk
started. I had missed out on the van by the smallest of amounts.
Even Justin was super
disappointed, he spent the night looking at other vans to bid on, trying to
convince me this van was not the only one. I didn't care, I went to bed with a
sulk and a tear in my eye.
But!!! I woke up to an email
from the owner, the other bidder was not being pleasant. So he retracted it
from sale. And sold it to us privately. THE VAN WAS MINE!
Justin and I, okay well I
screamed with excitement. And then the realities hit. I had to pay for the van
AND pick it up. We sat down to look at our rosters and realised the only gap we
had was immediately after Hong Kong . I was so
thrilled at the thought of the van I thought "no worries, we can do
this"....
Sneak peak at our van, swoon,
isn't she a gorgeous old girl?!
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