TPM – please don’t die

I am afraid that my astro van, which I lovingly refer to as “the flying brick”, may not be long for this world.  It isn’t anything I can pinpoint, but it has close to 300, 000 km on it and I might be pushing my luck.  Which wouldn’t be such a big deal if I wasn’t driving to Regina this weekend for a Taekwon Do tournament for my son.  So my husband has been diligently looking for a reliable, affordable, and efficient used car for me, so far to no avail.  He has a couple to go and look at tonight, so I am crossing my fingers.   So here is a haiku, dedicated to my old van, as a tribute and prayer that it will get me home tonight.

Large, white, box on wheels

You eat my gas too quickly,

Please, please take me home.

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About mcwhclan

Mom of two, student, wife, daughter... where does one keep all these hats?
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2 Responses to TPM – please don’t die

  1. I hope the astro van lives another year! I have my fingers crossed for our little protege…It’s in the same boat!

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