An issue with my unemployment. But it turned out to only be a class about how to get a job. So, that went well. Got home, loaded up the trailer with stuff and headed to the new house and when I get there Scott tells me how his car hardly made it there, transmission is fucked. Well, I say it's fucked, I'd know better than him on that issue. But whatever. So, I pulled strings and favors and in theory, if all works out, I got him a new car...new to him at least. Fingers crossed this works out. In other news, being stranded at Scott's gave me time to get some unpacking and arranging done. See pics.
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