I've been cheating--on my car
You know when you pick your car up, and it has that new smell, and it's perfectly detailed and shiny, and you think "OMG I'm going to take such good care of this car so it looks and smells like this forever?"
And then your kid spills milk on the seat, and jackets and sweaters riddle the backseat (you know, in case it gets cold in 40 degree summer heat), and your trunk has 300 roadside emergency kits in it.
And then wear and tear happens, and you drive in to work one morning to hear squeaking because you need brakes, and you think "didn't I just change those?" or the little rubber knobbies on your new tires finally wear off , and you can already feel the need to buy new ones.
I have a running list of things I need/want done to my car right now, that will be looked at when I bring it to the garage soon.
The garage--the nursing home for cars.
Much like my own life, I feel time passes too quickly and my car gets aches and pains, just like my body. She is no longer shiny, new , or in the best shape of her life.
I know running upkeep on a car is normal, and everyone does it. But why do I feel myself driving through dealership parking lots lately, or looking at the dealership websites?
Tyler just got his new truck, and everytime I step foot into it, I think "yes. I'm going to do it. I'm going next week to get a new car". Then I think how ridiculous am I that I want to move every year, and have a new car every three years. Calm down, Amy.
But the SUV's are calling my name.
Excuse me while I go talk myself off of a very expensive cliff.
And then your kid spills milk on the seat, and jackets and sweaters riddle the backseat (you know, in case it gets cold in 40 degree summer heat), and your trunk has 300 roadside emergency kits in it.
And then wear and tear happens, and you drive in to work one morning to hear squeaking because you need brakes, and you think "didn't I just change those?" or the little rubber knobbies on your new tires finally wear off , and you can already feel the need to buy new ones.
I have a running list of things I need/want done to my car right now, that will be looked at when I bring it to the garage soon.
The garage--the nursing home for cars.
Much like my own life, I feel time passes too quickly and my car gets aches and pains, just like my body. She is no longer shiny, new , or in the best shape of her life.
I know running upkeep on a car is normal, and everyone does it. But why do I feel myself driving through dealership parking lots lately, or looking at the dealership websites?
Tyler just got his new truck, and everytime I step foot into it, I think "yes. I'm going to do it. I'm going next week to get a new car". Then I think how ridiculous am I that I want to move every year, and have a new car every three years. Calm down, Amy.
But the SUV's are calling my name.
Excuse me while I go talk myself off of a very expensive cliff.
Ya, my car needs something fixed and I don't know what it is. I've explained to Casey that this is the first car I've ever owned on my own and I have taken such good care of it until he started driving it to and from work all the time. I'm scared the problem is going to be so costly and it gives me nightmares. Our next vehicle is going to be an SUV, I've been looking for months now
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