Well, the next day I was taking a look on Craigslist when I found an ad for a double stroller for $30. Dost mine eyes deceive me? Was it too good to be true? I called the phone number and the stroller was still available. I enlisted my mother to come with me to check it out lest I get kidnapped.
On our drive over, we decided on a code to use while we were looking at the stroller so we needn't be rude if I wasn't going to take it. Unfortunately, we were not on the same page with the code; as I checked out the stroller I was trying to ask my mom what she thought. She was giving very vague signals so I was completely on my own, decision-wise. After much deliberation and freaking out, I finally decided to buy it. I mean, it was $30. How could I pass that up?
Here's Holly checking out her sweet new ride. She decided she approved and drank her morning cup of milk in it, alongside a little reading material. I am not suffering under the illusion that my new stroller is a thing of beauty; I realize that it was made circa 1992 and has some mileage on it. But I think it will meet our needs just fine.
But if I live to regret my purchase, I probably won't let you know. I have too much pride to do that.