Derek has been ready for a new vehicle for years. His truck was a 2009 and he has been looking at (and occasionally showing me) options for quite awhile. I wasn't ready. But since he is hitting 15 years on the department he will be getting a raise this month. And let's be honest, it's also because I drove his truck recently in the rain and saw Libby experience the puddle that develops on the floor of the passenger side I was also ready.
So we looked on a day when school was cancelled for power, and there was no inventory anywhere around. Then, exactly a week later, on a school night--White Lightning (as it is now known) showed up at a dealership about 30 minutes north. We headed up to "drive" (which in our language means "buy") it.
When we were test driving, we turned down a random side street and ended up turning into a Mormon church parking lot to turn around. A sign...haha. So we did the deal. I didn't bring the checkbook. But they let us sign all the papers and bring the check up the next day. Of course I had to bring the check up because Derek ended up having a call that took 13 hours of overtime or something like that.
They gave us a good deal on Derek's truck trade. And this Yukon is smooth. So smooth. I'm jealous. He deserves it. He's always had the less nice vehicle. I'm a little worried about not having a truck in the family--but I guess we will rent a trailer if we really need to haul anything.
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