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So I bought a minivan...


Inpulsive.

In one word, that is how I would describe my spending habits.

Mind you, for the most part, I don't have spending habits, as I usually stay at home and don't bother to go shopping. But when I spend money, it is usually not carefully thought out.

Am I over-generalizing? Yes. But still....

...I bought a minivan.

There is this delightful website called fasttrackauction.com and they have great deals on used items almost every week. I have had reasonable success winning auctions from there and reselling the items of Craigslist for a minor profit. Is it worth my time? Probably not. But it's pretty fun.
For instance, I bought a grandfather clock look-alike that was busted up (It was a gun case that looked like a grandfather clock). I made the necessary repairs and sold it for a small profit. Pretty cool!

Well, it's cool until you buy a minivan. Let's back our story up right there.
Last week I received the devastating news that my truck needs some $1654 in repairs, according to Tire Discounters. The back left leaf spring has gone out which requires replacing them on both sides and there is some messy business up front with the brakes and ball bearings too. All-in-all, it made me start hunting down a replacement vehicle. Something that could still haul around big items but also carry a family. SUV would be ideal but minivan wouldn't be out of the question.

Enter the antagonist: FastTrack.
FastTrack was featuring an estate sale that had a 1999 Dodge Caravan. Seeing the low price tag and given my current thought pattern of vehicular replacement, I put a low offer in and forgot about it.
Until Thursday morning.

I awoke with an email notification informing me that I had won! and the item needed to be picked up right away. So I did what any best friend would do--call Trey Vater and have him drive me out to this weird auction site to take a look at the sight-unseen purchase. As fate would have it, the minivan had recently developed a brake leak on the left side of the vehicle but otherwise seemed to be in good mechanical condition. The interior was a wreck as it was a family-owned and well-loved minivan since being purchased in 99.

So, I have this minivan sitting in my driveway, waiting to have its brake line repaired and have the cup holders cleaned out. Will it sell on CL? Maybe. Will the Reads be driving around town in a minivan? Likely.

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