Change Comes Slowly
I've been driving an older second vehicle for about the last three years. Year one, more or less routine, by the end of year two, there seemed to be something that needed fixing every other month, and lately even more often and stuff I really can't do for myself anymore.
The past two weeks I've been studying the car ads, and yesterday, I was going to get the Sonata fixed, and rent a car while it was in the shop. (I promised myself this would be the last time). This morning, rail to Avis, no cars available.
I bought a new car from the dealer across the street from Avis. A smallish Chevy Sonic was something I had planned on buying a little bit closer to the end of the model year, but necessity sometimes is a/the mother of things to come. The process was kind of painless, mostly because my credit score was excellent and there was no trade in. And so it goes, handyman is considering buying the sonata. Not quite happy, happy, happy but it is progress.
The past two weeks I've been studying the car ads, and yesterday, I was going to get the Sonata fixed, and rent a car while it was in the shop. (I promised myself this would be the last time). This morning, rail to Avis, no cars available.
I bought a new car from the dealer across the street from Avis. A smallish Chevy Sonic was something I had planned on buying a little bit closer to the end of the model year, but necessity sometimes is a/the mother of things to come. The process was kind of painless, mostly because my credit score was excellent and there was no trade in. And so it goes, handyman is considering buying the sonata. Not quite happy, happy, happy but it is progress.
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