back on the road

so, after three weeks of stress, stress and more stress, it's mostly over.

my old car is gone. the insurance company gave me a cheque. i emptied my savings accounts. i looked at car after car. i asked the same questions dozens of times. i drove more cars in 15 days than i have in 15 years. i got advice. i read websites. i learned that people will screw you over, even if you're a good person. i love my dad. i'm thankful for all my supportive friends.

i have a new car. well, it's new to me.

it's a 1991 VW Golf GL. it's white, has four doors and an aftermarket CD player. it's got some dings and rust spots. it's got a squeak here and there. there's half a page of little things which need fixing, but... it's mine.

it doesn't quite feel like mine, though. my license plate looks weird on a different car. really, really weird.

i love that it's mine, though. i've always wanted a Golf. i used to wish i'd gotten one instead of my Geo, if you can imagine. i love that it's got four doors, so i don't have to feel bad when i have people to haul. the fact that it can actually accelerate up a hill is just amazing to me. i like that it's German, even if it was built in Mexico.

now, i just have to get used to all its smells and sounds. i knew exactly what was going on with my Geo just by the vibration. this car... it's a mystery to me. i wonder how long it will be until i understand it as i did my first.

i probably won't really consider it mine until it's been through the shop and had it's insides bathed. i wish to get it to a certain point where i can say that from then on it's all mine. my maintenance, my dirt, my car.

i'm glad i got this experience. i didn't want it, but it definitely was good for me to go through. next time, though? next time i buy a car, i want to walk onto a lot, point and say "that one, in blue, with air" and be driving home half an hour later.