making room
The inevitable is coming. Winter. The coats will come out. The gloves will go on. My language will go south, my body will stay north. The car will want to be in the garage. And there is no room for it. The bikes have taken over. Obviously I like bikes better than cars. But I hate scraping windshields even more than I love bikes. What does all this mean? Bikes for sale.
I posted 3 bikes and a minivan on craig’s list the other night. Within 20 minutes the first bike was sold. He picked it up the next day. Today the second bike sold. The guy who bought it was driving a vegetable oil powered car. What’s not to love? I haven’t had any takers on the 3 wheeler and only one call on the minivan but we’ll see.
So the garage is two bikes closer to getting a car in it. The car always wins.
dang it.