Drying dakdaughter’s hair. Or what it led to, anyway.
Last week I bought a new car and traded in the Outback (9 years, 189K miles). But I couldn’t find the lien release letter the bank issued when I paid it off 4 years ago. So technically I couldn’t sign the title over to the dealer on the trade-in yet. I had to write a check for the value of the car that they’re holding onto for about 2 weeks in case I can’t produce a clean title or the lien release letter. If I can find the paperwork, they’ll destroy the check.
Called the bank to get a new one when I made the discovery that the letter was missing and they said 3 business days to process, then it goes in USPS. That call was the 17th. As of today (the 28th), still no letter.
Tonight, dakdaughter asks me to dry her hair. It’s easiest for everyone if we sit on the floor to do this. So I sit down, plug in the dryer, and spot a clear plastic box under my bed with a bunch of old papers in it. I had forgotten all about this box! Popped it open and about 4 items deep…there’s the letter I’d been looking for!