Last Monday, February 25th we drove to Birmingham to sell the 1996 Geo prism; what an excellent car mechanically speaking, it held so well for so many years. We sold it with more than 300,000 miles and still running well. Alden was a bit distressed when he met the buyer, he was quite overweight; we both hope he takes better care of the Geo than he does of his own body and health.
I never met the buyer, while Alden did the transaction I drove the Toyota Yaris from our house to the Farmers Market to buy apples and grapefruits... yummy!once on highway 65 I got off on exit 6th ave North instead of south so I got a bit lost trying to get to 10th Ave S and 20th St... Alden was standing outside the Regions bank in the wind, I felt for him since he still has a cold.
We then drove to Trussville to the Home-depot and again we missed our exit to 459, driving an extra 10 miles to and from the Leeds exit. An opportunity to wave at the Mall where Cassandra used to work.
Alden imagined ourselves coming up to the police car parked in the middle lane (where they lurk to catch speeding drivers) to ask for directions to Trussville and then turning from there saving an extra 6 miles... jojojo wishful thinking!
I had a wonderful time at TJ Max and Home depot, Alden was very relaxed and in a good mood so I was able to leisurely look around; I purchased a gorgeous olive wood chopping board, an owl mug, and a plate that can be used as a bird bath. At Home-depot I purchased the 24" pot and plate for the jasmine tree plus 3- 9 packs with lettuce, Brussels sprouts and Broccoli and a bunch of red onion seedlings.
On the way back to Oneonta we stopped at Charlotte's house to drop off the red cushions and then headed for the Court House to pay for car tags, which is why I started writing this in the first place!
There was a line of people waiting to pay for tags, and 4 tellers behind the counter... a line with 12 people ahead of us, that was a surprise. I have been paying tags for 9 years and have never seen a line; I would just walk up to the window and be done; Alden walked to Ace Hardware to make a duplicate of the car key, while I stood in line "In joy in myself" listening to people's conversations and imagining their lives ( I love to do this) and reading the book Major Pettigrew's Last Stand.
When we got to the counter we asked if both our names could be on the title for the Yaris, the lady teller said "No, because only Alden's name is on the bill of sale", we smiled; a few minutes later she asked, do you have the pen you signed with? yup it was in Alden's trousers pocket, so I signed the bill of sale... wish fulfilled, not having being attached to the outcome!
We then proceeded to pay for the other car's tags, the Volvo, Cassandra's dodge and the trailer... uoops! we forgot the notifications on the window sill... they could not retrieve them with our names. Alden had an idea, lets call Janie, our neighbor, and ask her to go to our house... she was home and was happy to help. Next we needed insurance proof. We called the agency and a friendly lady faxed the insurance policy information for each vehicle. What about Cassandra's drivers license? finding her was a bit more complicated, her phone sent us to the voice message; we called Daniel to see if he could text her; then we thought of calling her at work, we drove to the library and as we got to the parking lot I remembered" "I have a business card in my purse"; we called her and asked to fax her D.L. Back at the court house the D.L. arrived in such a large format that the number and expiration date didn't show; tried calling Cassandra again, another lady answers, Cassandra is busy on another call, but she'll ask her for the DL to give us the information.
This was one of those occasions in which I was aware that I was consciously conscious (and so was Alden); we both knew that this could be quite cumbersome, that it was taking a looong time, that there were many people in line, fortunately there were other tellers behind the counter. I felt as if I was experiencing this situation both being there and looking at us from a puffy cloud - there was a line, and neither one of us reacted, it was just a line, no ego, no hurry, no needing to be anywhere else. We didn't have all the papers - same attitude; we could not reach Cassandra - same same. After a while everything resolved; tags got paid for, and we went to eat lunch. Aha! an interesting experience in Awareness. Inner sensation of having lots of space!
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