Tough times

My former wife always wanted the money for my prized 1971 roadster vette. We divorced years ago and her Narcissistic personality Disorder/Boarderline Personality Disorder (YES, POOR THING HAS BOTH- clinically proven) kicked into high gear and she attempted to separate me from my twin sons. She finally got the vette (I loaded it in a container and shipped it to France to its new owner) it was in the form of an attorney along with a custom 23' Spider Wellcraft with a 375hp inline B-6 Cummins Diesel with a Bravo-one outdrive and about $40k in cash and my prized Barrett BMG .50 cal (please no comments on the last, we are embroiled in a fiery court battle)

I haven't had a dime to spend on parts in three years, but I get my fix in the form of christmas and birthday gifts- I love my family:-) They keep me rolling in parts and keep my spirits high. I wish one of them would buy me new front and back glass!! LOL

I am slowly getting there, hope to finish around spring time. And then, I am going to drive that 340 dart to the house I bought her and give it a redline dump at 3 am- or maybe not, back to reality!! She has BPD and NPD. That fallout would cost another 2 years in court and she would probably end up with the 1970 340 Scat Pak Dart too, or at least my attorneys would.

Got to look for the sunny days ahead.

Just a thought. I have a metal scrap man come by once a month scrounging for steel. To look at him you would think he is the poorest man you ever met with a sunny disposition, always whistling. I asked him last time he stopped by why he is always happy and he replied I make a $1000 dollars a week doing this, I started laughing and he asked why I laughed and I asked him if he needed a helper and if I could get paid. I never thought about selling all the scrap metal I have given him over the last 3 years. He started off in a 1970 impala with no back windshield or trunk lid, his last trip he was in a 1998 dodge pick-up.