Uffda! (Translation: a Norwegian word that really doesn’t have a translation. It’s kind of like supercalifragilisticexpialidocious.)
This weekend was jam-packed with things, people and places. On Saturday morning, I was making the 2.5 hour trek back to my hometown to visit family, when I got a phone call from my mother. Now, usually I would just expect her to ask where I was at that point so that she could know what time I’d be home around. But when I asked her where she was, because she didn’t pick up on her cell or home phone when I called, she replied that her and my stepdad were currently test driving a 2015 Chrysler 200S.
But before I go further, I should probably give you some back-story as to why they were driving a 2015 Chrysler 200S. You may recall that I have recently recovered from a fight with a concrete pillar, in which my car, Pearl, lost and had to be sent to the auto body shop.
**Sidenote/shameless insurance plug: GET CAR INSURANCE!! Those concrete pillars are out to get ya! I don’t care if you save 15% in 15 minutes, talk to Flo or call Jake at 3am in the morning; get car insurance because car stuff ain’t cheap to fix.**
Anywho, while my little Pearl was in the shop, I got to drive around in a 2015 Chrysler 200 that was fully loaded and really fun to drive. Although, when I got home to talk to my mom about looking into it for my replacement car for Pearl, it seemed like it wouldn’t be an option because this was the first year after the Chrysler 200 remodeling and the car would just be too expensive for what I can afford on a twenty-something salary.
But sad, broke twenty-something story aside, let’s go back to Saturday.
Despite the daydream I had of coming home to see the new car on the driveway with a big red bow on like Oprah herself was gonna pop out yelling, “YOU GET A CAR!” my parents received the keys from the dealer so that I could give it a test drive later.
Of course the dealer just handed over the keys, no questions asked, because this is a small-town dealership and that’s just how you do things when the girl wants a test drive, but you’re closing the dealership for the day and can’t wait. So as soon as I got home, we all drove to the dealership for our own test drive.
I was so psyched when we pulled up and it was sitting there in all of it’s new car splendor. After the test drive and kicking the tires a bit, I fell in love with it.
Best news of all was that this car is technically “used” because it was a demo car for the dealership. Score!!
Even with the used car price, I still had to put my big girl pants on and realize that amidst all of the excitement, it was still the biggest purchase I’d ever made. I was in talks all day Saturday and Sunday with various people about loans, interest rates, insurance quotes and monthly payments. Just in case the big girl pants weren’t on before, they were on now.
After the talks, we all decided that I’d get the car Thursday. Besides all of the responsibility and money I’ll be pouring into this car, it’s kind of like an early Valentine’s gift to me. It makes sense, really; girls with boyfriends get flowers, but single girls get cars. So not only do I have a new car, but I have an ironclad excuse to be single! It’s a win-win!
Now, excuse me while I go try to find a name for my new little bundle of joy! Feel free to shoot me ideas you’ve got.
Until next time…that is, if you can catch me as I drive by. 🙂