requiem

Making plans, plans canceled, conflicting schedules, phone tag, e-mail tag. The story of my life these days. It gets to the point where I think maybe some cosmic force is telling me what I want to do isn't "meant to be."

Case in point: Almost six weeks ago (wow, has it been that long?) I contacted a guy about a car he had for sale. The guy was selling my dream car - the right car, right year, and right color. So I talked to him on the phone and we e-mailed back and forth (he's in Indiana) and it looked like we were getting close to making a deal. Then he dropped off the face of the earth. I didn't hear from him for two weeks, so I figured he had sold the car and I went on with my search for a new set of wheels.

Eventually I found a car that was the right car, right color, but wrong year. And it was only 60 miles away from me. I went and looked at it, drove it (there's a great story there...) and decided to buy it even though it was the wrong year (the body styles of the two years are pretty significantly different). So I gave the seller a deposit.

Well, of course the very next morning I get an e-mail from the guy in Indiana who has my dream car saying that he just got back from vacation and his car is still available! So now I risk either losing the deposit I put on the wrong car or, no less attractive an option, owning the wrong car.

Long story short, the seller of the "wrong" car was gracious enough to give me back half of my deposit and I finalized the purchase price of the "right" car. I'm out a pretty big chunk of change, but at least I won't be disappointed every time I turn the ignition.

I think this story has a moral:

All the hassle, conflicts, and confusion is worth it in the end but everything would be just so much simpler if people could focus on what _I_ want without the distraction of their "lives." Ha!