Not how I wanted to spend my day

Running around town with Julia (who, it turns out, has been sick, but is getting better, but who I kept home from school today) looking for a used car.

It´s probably not the mechanic I should be disgruntled at, for saying "don´t buy that car" - so I´m not. But I am disgruntled. Just, I suppose, not at him.

*Heads off, grumbling, for the online listings because stopping by used car lots and talking to used car salesmen did not prove fruitful.*