Biff does not have common sense about money management – but than it’s not as if he’s had fine examples to follow. Roland and I have borrowed money from all four of our children. We’ve also paid back with interest. Except for Randy – who will constantly remind us whether we actually made a deal with him or not.
Randy is a go getter. He found someone to buy the reject truck that nobody else in the family wanted – leaving Biff carless once again. Biff had enough money to for a down payment on another car and to build his credit back up again – only when the time came to purchase, he had considerably less money. Randy was ticked. Where did it go? How do you spend that much money?
I don’t know what Randy was thinking to co-sign for Biff. Nor do I understand what Biff was thinking to let him. But the car remains parked in front of our house – unregistered. Biff still is not managing wisely. I don’t know how to help him understand.
Then yesterday Roland came to me and said that Biff had purchased an airline ticket so that he could go visit “his girlfriend” Hailey. Who the heck is Hailey?
Now I have learned just because Roland uses the word “girlfriend” does not make it so. Roland doesn’t believe in platonic relationships. That’s crazy. It’s also crazy to go to another state on a gamble. But Roland doesn’t seem to have a problem with it. He said he would be willing to travel the distance for me. Biff probably knows more about Hailey than Roland knew about me when he proposed.
I had heard Biff refer to Hailey once before. Only once though. And it was a different Hailey from the 10-20 that are facebook friends with Randy. But still . . .
Biff also plans on visiting his brother, Tony. I’m betting that Tony and Hailey live in two different parts of the state. And Roland is betting that Biff will be calling us when he runs out of money. I wonder if Biff will actually look for work while he’s down there. I wonder how long his car will sit in front of the house before it is towed away.
It’s a nice car, actually. I wouldn’t mind trading the car I drive for it – the car that’s got a dent on the side and faulty electronics. I feel quite blessed to have it though. I may have mentioned on two different posts actually. Aside from its faults, my car can still get me from here to there – and even farther (as Biff has proved)
He’s going to Texas. I wonder what arrangements he has made to get himself to the airport.