------An extra post not really about teenagers, but about other tribulations of a mid-century modern mom.
Ora just bought herself a new
toy car. It's a 2010 Toyota Prius.
Rosie adores it and is looking forward six years to college graduation when she can potentially call this car her own.
The car was ordered before ora took off on her Spanish adventure. And then she waited.
Last week, Ora was home sick with (the flu??) and she finally (only about a month) got the call that her car was here, and when was she going to bring into the dealer the check and the title for the Suburu. Because this was a cash deal, but some of it involved trading in deceased hubbie's manual transmission station wagon- which Ora does not like to drive (but can), but also that Abe can't drive at all. Why keep this as a second car under these circumstances?
Ora couldn't just run over to the Toyota dealer because the check had to be certified from the bank (and not a personal check). But Ora's bank is near work, and she is sick- and not going near work for several more days. But this wasn't a (serious) problem since there was another branch not too far away. Okay.
And the title for the Suburu was in the fire-safe box at home (instead of in the safe deposit box at yet another bank).
So Ora is at the dealer the next day and handing over the check and the car title.
BUT...... (and there's always a but)
When the Suburu was re-titled several months before into Ora's name alone (from joint ownership with deceased hubbie), this had been a problem experience with the (shudder) Massachusetts Registry of Motor Vehicles (the RMV).
And by the time that the new title was written, Ora had mistakenly said that the mileage on the Suburu was higher than the real reading on the odometer.
So when it came time to hand in this title and trade in the car, the title STILL had a higher mileade than the odometer.
The dealer says (to Ora) that you need to go to the RMV and get s new title on this trade-in.
Ora says that she will walk away from buying her new
toy car if she has to deal with the Massachusetts RMV.
And the dealer just looked at Ora like she was a crazy lady, even though she offered to write an affadavit saying that she made a mistake with the title mileage.
But Ora is sick- and even if she weren't, dealing with the RMV is enough to make anyone sick. And it would require at least three visits (because it always does)- or more, and a lot of wasted time to resolve the issue.
[Keep repeating: Ora will NOT drive herself nuts in dealing with the RMV!]
And lo and behold, if Ora signed some
magic document form, this could be dealt with (by the dealer) without Ora having to personally deal with the RMV (shudder).
The dealer threatened an additional charge for this service, but that didn't get passed along. There was already a fee (or two) on the new car for the dealer to deal with the RMV.
The end of the story is that Ora has her brand new car and she held her ground and didn't have to personally deal with the dreaded Massachusetts RMV. the RMV is enough to make you sick all over again!