Good-Bye Baby!
This little car, however beautiful she may be, no longer belongs to me! We had some good times. Some cold times. Some stressful times. I'm glad it's over. I don't do anything without an adventure, so here goes!
I was just going to link to my old blog and share the story of how this car came into being. I can't find my old blog! So many memories, lost in cyberspace. Jodi, do you still have a link to my old blog? Michelle?
Anyway, I purchased her with the help of my ex-boyfriend in 2006. In Las Vegas. What an adventure! Somewhat ironically, I told this very story to Jason on our first date. So it was a Saturday morning. Ex-boyfriend suggested we go to the States to buy a car. He proposed Vegas. I said 'NO WAY!' 24 hours later we were on our way to Vegas. I left a note for my parents. "Hi Mom and Dad, We've gone to Vegas. I might buy a car. See you next week." Saw the car, bought the car. Financing and insurance troubles by day, The Strip by night. Super fun!
But then some fuses started to go. And it's just no fun to drive in the winter. And it's not great on gas. And the fuel pump went. Time for a new car. Cue last Fall and the search for a new car. Boring story that ends in a Civic. A Civic which no longer has a whole in the bumper, I might add!
I put it up for sale about 3 weeks ago. I had plans to sell it tomorrow. Plans that existed in my head alone. Then this kid from Weyburn calls and offers slightly less that I was asking. I was asking more than I thought I would get, so I responded to his offer with "Hell ya!" (internally) and "I will consider your offer" (externally). He was ready to buy it without test driving it. Crazy! I made him take it for a little drive. He also thought I would accept a cheque. Uh, no. As it turns out, we bank at the same institution. So I took him to my parents to print off a bill of sale, then to the bank where they simply put his money in my account, then to SGI so that he could plate the car. Usually the seller does not go to these lengths, but I was motivated for this to be done. He has big plans to "pimp his ride" and will send me pictures.
And like that, I need not stress (too much) about money for the summer and there is more room in my garage.
Last summer, I would have been so sad to see my baby go. Now I realize that my love for an inanimate object is just not that important. My love of money is much more important to me :)
I was just going to link to my old blog and share the story of how this car came into being. I can't find my old blog! So many memories, lost in cyberspace. Jodi, do you still have a link to my old blog? Michelle?
Anyway, I purchased her with the help of my ex-boyfriend in 2006. In Las Vegas. What an adventure! Somewhat ironically, I told this very story to Jason on our first date. So it was a Saturday morning. Ex-boyfriend suggested we go to the States to buy a car. He proposed Vegas. I said 'NO WAY!' 24 hours later we were on our way to Vegas. I left a note for my parents. "Hi Mom and Dad, We've gone to Vegas. I might buy a car. See you next week." Saw the car, bought the car. Financing and insurance troubles by day, The Strip by night. Super fun!
But then some fuses started to go. And it's just no fun to drive in the winter. And it's not great on gas. And the fuel pump went. Time for a new car. Cue last Fall and the search for a new car. Boring story that ends in a Civic. A Civic which no longer has a whole in the bumper, I might add!
I put it up for sale about 3 weeks ago. I had plans to sell it tomorrow. Plans that existed in my head alone. Then this kid from Weyburn calls and offers slightly less that I was asking. I was asking more than I thought I would get, so I responded to his offer with "Hell ya!" (internally) and "I will consider your offer" (externally). He was ready to buy it without test driving it. Crazy! I made him take it for a little drive. He also thought I would accept a cheque. Uh, no. As it turns out, we bank at the same institution. So I took him to my parents to print off a bill of sale, then to the bank where they simply put his money in my account, then to SGI so that he could plate the car. Usually the seller does not go to these lengths, but I was motivated for this to be done. He has big plans to "pimp his ride" and will send me pictures.
And like that, I need not stress (too much) about money for the summer and there is more room in my garage.
Last summer, I would have been so sad to see my baby go. Now I realize that my love for an inanimate object is just not that important. My love of money is much more important to me :)
