We finished paying off our dead Subaru this week.
*Breaks finish-line tape*
*Circles bases while pointing at sky*
*Does touchdown dance in the endzone*
*Sends a “Dear Subaru: t(-_-t) ” note*
Now that we’re all done paying off a station wagon that doesn’t run, we can pour those resources into retiring the loan we took out to replace the sewer line last year after the roots of the neighbor’s tree grew into it and clogged it up. (I still don’t understand why I am legally responsible for damage caused by somebody else’s tree, but I’d like a word with whoever made that rule.)