The scooter repair is coming along slowly. For those that don't know, the ladies bought two scooters a few years ago. They rode them a little but haven't since we moved last year. We agreed that I could assume ownership of one of them if I got it titled and licensed and running.
So I started by trying to get it to run first. I'm trying to schedule motorcycle safety classes as well so I can get a class M license, but the next few weeks are really full. I've been driving the other scooter for now because it works. The kids are able to take the bus to and from school which means no one has to drive them. That coupled with the scooter also means I don't need to borrow a car or bum a ride to the bus stop.
Both scooters need work, but each new problem is another crash course in maintenance and restoration. I'm just glad one is running for now so I don't feel stressed trying to get the other running. However, the other one is a little more stable at higher speeds, which means if I really wanted to, I could take it to work. I probably wouldn't push it on the highway, but I could take some bigger streets into town and then if I wanted to go out after I could without needing a lift or going back up north to get a car.
So it's offering a lot of freedom. It's a little hard sometimes to realize I'm 40 and don't own my own car, but that's the way life has taken me. I don't want for much and I'm pretty happy. I realized yesterday as I was listening to some techno, drinking coffee and pulling apart the guts of a scooter that life could be worse.
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