The Circle of Life

An old friend came home last night, hopefully making one last stop before her eternal resting place.

Jen and I have been praying of late about getting out of our current car payment with the Hyundai (which is a nice car but not really "us") and obtaining a car with cash that we could drive around for a couple years (hopefully) while we save for another car.

On top of that, ever since we moved back to Cali I have wanted a truck. I love trucks. They are not super practical for our lifestyle, we don't have the need to pull anything or load anything but guys just love trucks. Much of our life as males makes no sense anyway. The only practical side to a truck is for our surf career, which is taking more time that we thought to materialize.

Back in 1998 I purchased a Nissan pickup truck while I was entering my junior year of college. It was a 1994 V6 extended cab pickup. When I moved to Colorado after graduation I was forced to get rid of it because it is a rear wheel drive truck and would not fare well in the snow.

I sold it to my parents, who in turn sold it to my sister, who eventually sold it back to my parents. Then my parents sold the truck to my uncle who has had it for the last couple years. The truck is quite incestuous.

I heard the other day that my uncle Alan had gotten a new(er) truck so I called him up to inquire about my old pickup.

It is funny how life can circle back on us. I am not sure if I am making a wise step financially for our family or seriously digressing in life as I am entering my 30's. I guess it is not worth too much thought because the reality is that our new car is my old car and she has come back to pay homage to the many great miles I put on her when we were both young and full of life. I like to say that I brought her into the world and I am going to take her out. Fitting.

So if you need to move, pickup an antique dresser, or throw a surfboard in the back, I can accommodate that request once again. Don't be a stranger.