“Don't cry because it's over, smile because it happened.”
- Dr. Seuss
After a week at the shop and a variety of codes, the mechanic has stated that the Jetta will not get through inspection and may not be worth saving. Actually he said that I could try to find a throttle box at the junk yard, but there was no guarantee that would save her.
Needless to say I have not had a great few days. After living with my parents for a week I am itching for some kind of freedom. I haven't even been to the bank to deposit my paycheck from last Friday because I don't have the ability to drive anywhere. Every day I woke up thinking that maybe that was the day that Jetta would come home and every afternoon I would jump into my father's truck looking for news that there was a brand new inspection sticker waiting for me.
What really blows is that with one phone call I've lost my home and my transportation. One or the other might be manageable, but both is a lot to handle. Now the question becomes how to get out of my parent's house. I found a last minute room for rent a town over from where I work and on the bus route. The room is $600/month instead of the $250 I would be paying with my roommates come September, but I need a place now.
The next step will be finding a new set of wheels. On a related note; after years traveling around Montana and Colorado as an awesome ski bum, my little sister (27, so not really so little) is looking for a motor home and joining the community of rubber tramps/mobile nomads. She's not really sure where to start so if you have some good suggestions for a good vehicle let me know and I'll pass them along.