We should be enjoying the drive in our new Jeep. We decided to sell our plow Jeep (since we have only used it one time) and our other Jeep (mother in laws). MIL's Jeep is staying in the family, just transferring ownership, so that's comforting to everyone. We doubled our money on the plow Jeep, and with our new purchase we finally have a reliable non company vehicle that we can drive around the country on trips (that's not a large diesel truck).
2015 Jeep Wrangler Unlimited Rubicon, automatic, 4.10 gear ratio, saddle leather, dual tops, upgraded sound/stereo. Ordered a pet barrier net to keep Rock in the back and some door protectors to keep his little claws from digging in.
Our last attempt to purchase something left me so frustrated I wanted to scream. This time I had to go back to the dealership and complain and push in order to actually get the correct help I wanted. We ended up getting one of the lowest prices possible (I had shopped dealerships across the country) and actually enjoyed the experience for the most part. No, we aren't crazy, our last new vehicle purchase was 1995 (well my purchase, it was right before we met).
|Rock got new tennis balls!|
We did an ammo inventory this morning, part of our weekend in the city house cleaning party. Ammo count is good and I'm glad. Ammogeddon started early yesterday, I don't think it's going to let up for a while. Like other bloggers I saw the available inventory plummet over a short time span. There is ammo out there, but I think it's going to be gone in the next day or less.
We shall keep on prepping, stocking up and working on skills. Still hitting the gym 3-4 days a week, running 1-2 and hiking a few times with Rock. Our hikes have a loaded backpack or even just a pack with 15 loaded p-mags. Every little thing helps. A few less carbs, a little more protein, a few more veggies, a couple more sets/reps, one more 1/4 mile, etc.
Everywhere I look I see people who don't even try. We have a country full of people with bodies that work great and yet they choose to destroy them. Father in-law stumbles around and his body doesn't work so well anymore... I can't imagine what it's going to be like for people my age who don't take care of themselves. A world full of scooters and wheelchairs smashing into each other on sidewalks and in the grocery stores.
Perhaps the future is already here....