I absolutely hate car shopping. It is so intimidating--We researched cars and looked up dealers and sought good prices and recommendations. Hours were spent on the quest before we even went to a car dealership.
Why are we shopping for cars? I'm so glad you asked. Because Molly was hit going through an intersection by someone who didn't stop at the stop sign. She wasn't hurt and at first it appeared that the car wasn't in that bad of shape. But two weeks later, the repairs mounted until the insurance company decided to total the car.
And I know this sounds selfish but it is so dad gummed inconvenient! The car ran great and it was paid for. We loved it, Molly loved it, it looked nice. It seemed to have a good long life ahead of it. And of course to get an equitable vehicle, we are going to have to add money to the amount received from the insurance company. They didn't seem interested in awarding us and 'inconvenience' stipend.
Another issue of car shopping yesterday--it was, like 107 degrees or something, give or take a degree. So fun to stand on the asphalt in the hot sun, looking at cars and trying to be polite while my underwear is soaked. Thank heavens for air conditioning and my Kindle!
While Les and Molly searched outside for potential rides, I sat in the pickup and read until she was ready to drive something! Aren't I so supportive!
At last through perseverance and much sweat, she found a new vehicle:
She's all grown up now with her name on the title and on the loan for an '06 Jeep Liberty.
You'll be glad to know I read my book through all the paperwork too.... Isn't that what Dad's are for???