Observations and Current Status

[blustocking]

I'm becoming uglier on the inside than on the outside. This is not good.

I bought a car Saturday. A 1997 Ford Taurus. Quite a step up from the 1990 Ford Probe.
I have to pay $963.00 on Tuesday for the down payment. I don't know if I'll have it by then.
This makes me extremely nervous. (This is all banking on a check coming tomorrow. How stupid am I? That's a rhetorical question by the way.)
I have large monthly payments because there are only 34 of them so that I can pay it off quickly.
This also makes me nervous, though, not as much.

I cried like a damn baby when they took her (my car) away. I could cry now if I thought about it. I miss her. I'm dumb, but I miss my old, dying, trusty car. Don't get me wrong, I absolutely love my new car. But it's not me, not yet anyway. I'm not power-windows, cushy seats, a smooth paint job and no body damage. I miss the mass of kickass bumper stickers, especially "People Suck" and my MST3K "Oh Bite Me, It's Fun!". I took the fuse box cover and some random piece of plastic from her before I handed over the key. Why am I so attached to a car?

I know why. But it's still dumb.

*moment of silence, tearing up, followed by a return to nervousness*

Comments

awwww... my condolences.

[kitryne.livejournal.com]

i know what youre going through.. when i bought my new car, i actually couldnt bear to part with the old, a 1982 yellow ford fairmont, complete with terry cloth seat covers, faux gold hubcaps, and multitudes of decorations, things hanging from various parts, cigarette burns, and BUMPER STICKERS! oh goooooddddd the stickers..... so i kept it. peice o' crap werent worth more than $700 anyway. i still have it, my roommate drove it until the trannie died in some hideous drippy fashion.. now it sits, sans blocks, in his dad's driveway. whoo! i miss it.. i really really do. i want to pass it on to my kids. i'm being serious. no, really. oh, shuddup you.