Holy crap, guys, I got a new (to me) car!
Umm… remember how I got a new house earlier this year? We weren’t looking for a new house, not actively anyways, but I was sort of looking online anyways because someday we’d need a new house and when we did I wanted to be ready! And then we found an awesome house in a good location for a great price and next thing we knew we were moving?
Well, last week I was looking at new (used) cars thinking it would be nice to have something a little bigger and now I have a 2006 Honda Pilot. I traded in my 2005 CR-V. I loved that CR-V. Seriously, it was a great great wonderful car and I will remember it fondly as a perfect first dog-cart. Is that weird to get so attached to something like that? I seriously wanted to give it a hug before I left it on the car lot.
Is that weird?
And I have a confession to make.
This morning when I drove to work…. I parked my car way out in the boonies next to a curb so I could cling to the curb and keep my car doors as far from other possible car doors as possible.
There isn’t really anywhere in this parking lot I could park without someone else parking next to me, but I did what I could.
I never do that.
I roll my eyes when other people do that because PLEASE! It’s just a CAR, people!
I didn’t ever do it with the CR-V.
And now I am one of those people with their PRECIOUS cars who walk 5 miles to the door because heaven forbid another car is allowed close enough to ding their precious.
Of course maybe it’s because I know from past experiences that I work with a bunch of inconsiderate door-dinging assholes.