First off, thirty isn't all that bad. We managed to rock in the new decade in fine style.
After spending the week in Amarillo we returned via Abilene for time with Geoff's family on Saturday. Everyone got together for family photos, an incredible feat in that large family. It was so good to see everyone all together and we soaked up every minute of the time we had with everyone.
Odds were in Geoff's favor. Check it out, confirm it wasn't an option, move on. He took the bait.
"Hello sir, just calling about your dark green Jeep for sale. It's an '83? Runs well? What price??"
It was my Jeep. It was perfect. I loved every little rusted inch of the thing. I could already see "JC's CJ" airbrushed on its cute little fender. We would grow old together.
With all the efforts to overcoming materialism Jeeps remain my kryptonite. It's amazing the sacrifices and ideas I can come up with to figure out how to justify purchasing that thing. If only I could work that hard to come up with ways to love on other people. So far I've managed to leave this one by the roadside but it was a hard fought decision. I may yet go get it one night while Geoff is sleeping...
We had a great weekend and it was good to be back in our own bed Monday night after being gone over a week. I'm so thankful for my husband, awesome family, and friends who helped remind me who I am throughout this weekend. Bring on the thirties - it's going to be the best decade ever (especially after I sneak out tonight and pick up that Jeep! Just kidding...).