We just broke down. I don’t know if it was any one thing. Somewhere along the line we just started seeing less and less of each other. There were always excuses… car repairs, appliance replacement, new cars, and vacations. Sure, it wasn’t just the big things. There were everyday things that kept us apart too. Day care, utility bills, insurance, high speed internet access…
What’s the deal with imports and modified exhaust systems. Take a car with a four cylinder engine. Now take off the muffler, and WAA LAA! – it still sounds like a four cylinder engine. Suddenly it’s cool for your car to sound like a party favor? My first car sounded like that – but only because it needed costly repairs. The last couple of mornings I have had the pleasure of…
Human life without air does not exist. Human life in Florida without air-conditioning should not exist either. We are paying for an info-mercial bed purchased on credit. We have recently been reacquainted with the phenomenon known as car payments. Among this financial turmoil the air conditioning starts ominously blowing warm air. If people lived in Florida without air conditioning…
I won the buy/lease debate. I lost the small car/big car debate. We bought a Honda CR-V, the little SUV. We bought the bottom of the line, no extras added version; but it still came with plenty of powered accessories: power windows, power door locks, cruise control, et al. It was also my first experience haggling over price, and the first time something I said elicited something like an angry…
When last we communed, I was about to euthanize Cheryl’s car. Well, it turns out it didn’t quite come to that. Cheryl is once again driving around in her golden lemon on wheels. But we have been discussing the possibility of replacements. The problem is that we really like our money, what little we have of it. A new car will force a separation, one that we don’t take lightly. In…
As some of you may already know, Cheryl’s car and I do not have a very good relationship. I hate it. I can only assume it hates us, based on it’s abhorrent behavior. Lesser mortals would have lost their patience long ago, though I must admit that I came close many moons ago. This week may have been the alternator that broke my patience’s limit. Sure, six alternators in six years…
We were supposed to take delivery on Friday. I was home well before I was supposed to, just to make sure I was there in plenty of time. I walked in the door and thought to myself, “I wonder if there is a message on the machine from the delivery service?” This would not be a story needing telling if there weren’t. Just before the timid voice of a person from the delivery service…
We’re still waiting for our bed. Cheryl is excited. I am … not exactly excited. Intrigued is a word. Cautious is another word. Skeptical is yet another word. If you put all of those words together … you still don’t quite have what I feel. It’s not all bad. I kind of feel like I just spent two times the market value of a car loaded with extras, to be used as a third…
Cheryl and I went out and parted with serious money today. This was engine replacement serious. No, we aren’t having more trouble with our cars. If we were I’d sooner take the bus than replace an engine. We went out and bought a bed, and in the unlikeliest of places (for me anyway): Brookstone. I’ve been to Brookstone many times, but I never seriously thought about buying…