The Unit

The man and his unit.

As long as we've known Ralph White, he's had a "unit."  In the beginning, it was an older style pickup that was shared with a neighbor.  Even though Andy hadn't contributed towards the unit, they allowed him to borrow it when we needed to haul something.

But...Andy's had a hankering to own his own unit for quite some time.  I resisted.  But he never gave up.  I told him how expensive they were.  He acknowledged that truth.  I relayed information from friends about how much it cost to fill a pickup's tank with gas.  He said that's the only thing he wouldn't like about it.  I pointed out how much the cost of gasoline was rising.  He agreed it was.  I suggested a small pickup.  He said that wouldn't do.  I put my foot down firmly.  And God asked me why I was resisting.  And while Andy was in Asia, I was put in the position of needing a pickup several times!  (God has a way, doesn't He?)  And I saw one on a car lot...just like Andy was wanting.  So I told him about it.

Sigh...

God used to let me get away with my shenanigans.  That is no longer the case.  I finally submitted to the plan...and here it is!  He's pretty proud.  And you know what?  Me, too.