I bought a car today. It's not what I wanted but I was at a point where I just gave up. The last two days I've taken Julia to daycare I've taken her in my car. Temps above 90, no air conditioning and I was only able to crack the windows about a 1/4th of the way down. If I had them all the way down, she wasn't able to catch her breath. I heard her gasping at one point, realized why and up went the windows, up went the temp inside my car and then she began to cry. When I got to her daycare, it took everything I had not to cry myself. Her hair was so sweaty it was stuck to her head and her outfit was wet from sweat. Wet not damp. This was a 8 minute drive. An 8 minute drive.
I went to a dealership straight after dropping her off. Test drove a few and let myself be talked into taking one home overnight. Did so, decided against it. Drove it back the next morning, with her in tow, and handed over the keys. We packed up, drove off the lot, got down the street a few blocks and she began to cry again.
Something in me broke. I made the decision, I don't care if I don't like the color and if it's too big and a bit out of my price range. I give up. I'm tired of feeling like my husband is pushing me in my search when I know that's not the case but emotionally I'm so spent that logic does not factor in. I'm tired of being crabby with him because of this stupid car shopping. I'm tired of searching and failing to find the car I want. I'm tired of being hot and sweaty. Most of all, I'm tired of wanting to cry because my baby was so hot. I'm just so stinking tired of it all. It sucks. It really really sucks.
So. I bought a car today. I just wished there was something that I could say I liked about it so that I could stop crying over it.
Happy 5th Birthday Quinn
11 years ago
oh honey! What car did you buy? You know, I've have buyer's remorse over every single car I've bought. It's just too big of a purchase and the process is such a nightmare, how could you not? And somehow, no matter what kind of "deal" you make or get, you still feel slighted by some greasy car salesman and can't help but picture him/her walking back into their office, high fiving other salesman with a smirk on their face. I hate it too. But perhaps this morning you'll feel better as you make that 8 minute drive in the air conditioning.
ReplyDeleteit did get better..still not in love but it's mine and i've named it bleau. I haven't figured out if it's a boy or girl car yet though..kinda feeling boyish..
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