My car hit 100,000 miles recently. And by "my car," I mean the Mitsubishi SUV that used to belong to Brian. The car we took to Austin on our last trip there together, about 10 months before he died. The first, and only, brand new car he ever bought. It wasn't even paid off when he died, and had about half as many miles then as it does now. I've put my fair share on with many trips between Iowa and Texas, plus miles accrued showing houses and driving between Austin and San Antone.
The car's been good to me. I've had a few fender-benders in it, but she's in good shape overall. It's a little messier inside than Brian would have kept it, but that's okay; he wouldn't have really liked me driving it at all anyway. I did clean it out pretty thoroughly, complete with vacuuming, and then got it washed just before I hit the 100K mark. That was in part because of my awareness of how he would have kept the vehicle himself, and in part because it had gotten way too messy for my own standards.
Sheldon got a new truck recently. Before that, he'd been talking about getting me a better car. He keeps saying that when we have kids, he wants to have them in the best, safest vehicle possible. He wants to spoil me and have me live and drive as comfortably as possible. I keep telling him I don't need or necessarily even want a new vehicle. So now he got himself one, and maybe we'll revisit the idea of me getting a new car down the road (haha) a ways, when his truck is paid off (I hate the idea of having more than one car payment). I still don't know if I will ever be ready to get rid of the Mitsubishi though -- I have a definite emotional connection, besides just loving its utility. It can fit a lot of stuff, drives well, has been solid mechanically. I like how high up I sit while driving it. I also love the Bears helmet bobble head guy hanging from the rear view mirror, left behind by Brian and now festooned with pins from my yoga studio and skeeball league in Austin.
I know someday it won't make sense for me to keep this car….but I'm just glad that day is not today.
The car's been good to me. I've had a few fender-benders in it, but she's in good shape overall. It's a little messier inside than Brian would have kept it, but that's okay; he wouldn't have really liked me driving it at all anyway. I did clean it out pretty thoroughly, complete with vacuuming, and then got it washed just before I hit the 100K mark. That was in part because of my awareness of how he would have kept the vehicle himself, and in part because it had gotten way too messy for my own standards.
Sheldon got a new truck recently. Before that, he'd been talking about getting me a better car. He keeps saying that when we have kids, he wants to have them in the best, safest vehicle possible. He wants to spoil me and have me live and drive as comfortably as possible. I keep telling him I don't need or necessarily even want a new vehicle. So now he got himself one, and maybe we'll revisit the idea of me getting a new car down the road (haha) a ways, when his truck is paid off (I hate the idea of having more than one car payment). I still don't know if I will ever be ready to get rid of the Mitsubishi though -- I have a definite emotional connection, besides just loving its utility. It can fit a lot of stuff, drives well, has been solid mechanically. I like how high up I sit while driving it. I also love the Bears helmet bobble head guy hanging from the rear view mirror, left behind by Brian and now festooned with pins from my yoga studio and skeeball league in Austin.
I know someday it won't make sense for me to keep this car….but I'm just glad that day is not today.
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