My poor bike. The husband decided to take MY bike to town to buy some groceries. Hid it outside for 3 minutes, and it was gone when he came back out. SADFACE. I’m pretty bummed, and trying not to let it get me down. I don’t ride it that much, but I loved it like it was my baby. And now it’s not going to be there when I want to take it for a commute.
He filed a police report, and I’m praying they give him a call about it. Apparently they find them all the time. So, if you do that kind of thing send me some well wishes. I’d like my baby back.
And this pic makes me sad, because he took it when He was on the way. So it’s quite possibly the last pic I’ll have of it. waaaah.