dean owens
Pittsboro, NC
A few days ago I started this thread asking opinions on the CL175. In all my thinking, I failed to mention it to my wife. For some of you, not a big deal. For my wife and me, we only have the joint checking account and generally discuss any purchases over about $30.00. Yes, we live on very little.
Anyway, I'm coming home with the CL this evening trying to figure out how I explain to my wife that I brought home another motorcycle. I figure I don't have to work too hard because I plan on cleaning the carbs and giving it a good clean and then flipping it. I get in the house hoping my wife hasn't seen it. Maybe I can get it off the trailer and slip it around back without her knowing? Totally dishonest, but I wasn't thinking clearly. She says, "So what motorcycle is that?" I explain the story (which none of you care to know) and she's good. No "looks" if you know what I mean.
As I'm explaining to her that it's a smaller bike she says, "Small enough for me?" Wait... What!? Not what I was expecting. Insert some "blah blah blah" here for the rest of the conversation.
Fast forward....
I get the bike off the trailer and in the backyard. Taking advantage of what seems like interest in the CL I call her out back. She gets on and likes the feel of it. I think I even see a small smile. Get this. She says, "Get it up and running and I'll do some practicing in the backyard with it" WHAT!?!?! Then she tells me that she wish she was a little smaller so she could get her mom's riding gear since her dad has decided he's not going to be riding anymore.
What just happened? By no means do I have a wife that hates me riding. But she never shows interest in riding herself. Mostly because we have a 3 and a 5 year old. She wants to be the responsible one of us. So who knows, maybe tomorrow she'll wake up and decide she wants no part of it. But at least for tonight... I think I just bought my wife a motorcycle.
Tomorrow I'll get a few pics of it. For now, here's a picture of it at the previous owners house after a washing.
Anyway, I'm coming home with the CL this evening trying to figure out how I explain to my wife that I brought home another motorcycle. I figure I don't have to work too hard because I plan on cleaning the carbs and giving it a good clean and then flipping it. I get in the house hoping my wife hasn't seen it. Maybe I can get it off the trailer and slip it around back without her knowing? Totally dishonest, but I wasn't thinking clearly. She says, "So what motorcycle is that?" I explain the story (which none of you care to know) and she's good. No "looks" if you know what I mean.
As I'm explaining to her that it's a smaller bike she says, "Small enough for me?" Wait... What!? Not what I was expecting. Insert some "blah blah blah" here for the rest of the conversation.
Fast forward....
I get the bike off the trailer and in the backyard. Taking advantage of what seems like interest in the CL I call her out back. She gets on and likes the feel of it. I think I even see a small smile. Get this. She says, "Get it up and running and I'll do some practicing in the backyard with it" WHAT!?!?! Then she tells me that she wish she was a little smaller so she could get her mom's riding gear since her dad has decided he's not going to be riding anymore.
What just happened? By no means do I have a wife that hates me riding. But she never shows interest in riding herself. Mostly because we have a 3 and a 5 year old. She wants to be the responsible one of us. So who knows, maybe tomorrow she'll wake up and decide she wants no part of it. But at least for tonight... I think I just bought my wife a motorcycle.
Tomorrow I'll get a few pics of it. For now, here's a picture of it at the previous owners house after a washing.