My husband is very nice. He is presently unemployed, not too many people building extravagant houses these days. As one would imagine it is a difficult time for a busy man who is caught in a limbo of time. Nevertheless he has taken to doing many things since he is capable, and he like others has found Ebay.
I approve of his activities because he reminds me of my father. He too was destined for a early retirement but gleefully kept busy for the next 30 years. My Pop would walk the streets of Queens finding projects in broken items tossed away from neglect, or lack of imagination. He brought them home and on the kitchen table in our three room apartment he made them born again. Dexter does something similar except since he is reviving car parts he rarely gets them for free.
Recently he did a friend a favor and listed his old BMW for sale. For his meager commission he spent an enormous amount of time listing, checking, interviewing and finally securing the final purchase. The original owner seemed detached at best, and agitated at most to participate in an activity which seemed to interrupt his life. The day arrived when I returned home from work and my husband announced… “The car is gone!” Thank Goodness I replied; but it was premature. Within hours the phone had rang and the car along with its new owner were stranded. An “as is” sale was less than an hour old but seemed grossly unfair. My husband never mentioned his reputation as a seller being on the line, or that it was not his burden anymore, he jumped in the car and raced to the rescue.
Today the car sits still 70 miles from its final destination. My husband paid for the buyer to take a bus home, our seller still detached and disregarding his moral responsibilities.
The upside is in knowing the arrangement is no longer in between someone who wants a car and someone who clearly doesn’t care. I married the man who does, and as far as I am concerned that is the best thing he can do with this time in limbo.
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