Today was fairly productive, although it doesn’t really look like it. After getting the kids ready, putting Grayson (my eldest) on the bus, I took Hunter to Krispy Kreme for donuts. Because I like to get him all hopped up on sugar and then pawn him off on the poor, unsuspecting folks at the daycare.
Once I was free of my spawn, I called Progressive and I bought some insurance for the bus. The lady was asking a lot of discovery questions, attempting to figure out what I was doing, but I shared nothing. I just told her that it was utilized for private use only, that no commercial activity was being undertaken. The seats were removed and that the majority of the time, the bus would be parked in my driveway.
Insurance cards in hand, hot from the laser printer, I drove the bus up to the county clerk’s office. This is our version of the DMV/BMV. Since I had completed the title work with the seller when I purchased the bus and everything was notarized already, it was pretty uneventful. I wrote a check for $77, which included $60 in taxes. I was expecting it to be more expensive.
The deputy clerk hands me the paperwork and thanks me. Then I ask her about the license plate. That is, I need one. I don’t know why I didn’t say something to the guy I bought it from, but in Kentucky, the plates stay with the vehicle. I’m so used to dealing with out of state vehicles that I just didn’t even give it a second thought.
The clerk had to do a license plate replacement affidavit in order to issue me a new one without the old plate. She asked me what type of plate I wanted. I explained that it had a 22,000lb plate, but that it would only be used for personal, private use. No business usage. So she changed the weight class on the title and issued a standard car, noncommercial plate. The cost? $8. Ok, so I spent $86 to title and tag the bus. I can live with this.
Once I had the license plate and registration, I went to the landfill to get rid of the seat covers and cushions. I’ve only been to the landfill once and it was in a pickup truck with a trailer. I remembered it being fairly inexpensive, I thought. So I pulled up and explained to the woman that I just had some seats to dump. She said it was done by the ton, two ton minimum. The cost? $130
If I had been chewing gum, I probably would have accidently swallowed. I gave her my best “thanks, no thanks” and high tailed it out of there. Leaving there, I went to the closest recycling place and sold all the metal seat frames for a whopping $29 WHOLE AMERICAN DOLLARS. I instantly felt sorry for all those people I see hauling junk around. Over 400lbs of steel netted me $29.
I’m not complaining, because I didn’t want to have to deal with them. The fact that someone paid me was just a bonus. But if that was how I was trying to make a living, that’d be a hard pill to swallow.
With that done, I headed home. I took two loads of seat covers and cushions in the flex and dumped the first load in the dumpsters over at Megan’s condo. The second load I spread out across a few different dumpsters. Tomorrow I will continue to do more of the same until it’s all gone. I don’t like dumping in people’s dumpsters, but I’m at least trying to be respectful and spread it out. This way no one should notice the difference.
Tomorrow, I plan to pull the other 4 seats, finish disposing of the seat materials, and then start pulling the floors. I’ll try to get some pictures up on my next post. Stay tuned!