Sometime in early 2013, my husband traded a car for a motorcycle. It seemed like a good deal at the time. Even Steven.
Until he wanted new pipes. And a new windshield. And a cool helmet. And two leather motorcycle jackets. Oh, and the motorcycle has to have somewhere to live now, because God Forbid it should get a raindrop on it.
Enter: The Shed.
It’s a rent-to-own deal, so the monthly payments are low, but I checked the paperwork and the total payoff is ridiculous, so we’ll pay it off early somehow.
I can feel a migraine coming on.