I’m surprisingly sentimental saying goodbye to my little POS car this week. Saying goodbye brought back memories of feeling so proud of myself for buying my first car all by myself. It was the first car I bought new without a co-signer and the first big debt I paid off by myself (a few months early too!).
I remember when I was SO excited to have blue tooth speakers to be able to call without dialing on my phone and add the music I loaded up on a thumb drive. I’m sad my new car won’t have a CD player, so I have been listening to my old mix CDs from high school and college, it brought back all those memories of hanging out with friends. Reminders of a different chapter of life.
Then of course there was the time my car got stolen. It was when Daniel and I were dating and he was over at my apartment and left to get something from his place. We were planning to meet up later that day, so I had taken a shower, changed and went to drive in my car to meet up with him. Well, I walked out of my apartment, and my car wasn’t in the normal parking spot. Sometimes I parked around the corner, so I looked there too–nothing! It was the ONLY time I have thought “I hope my car got towed!” I called the towing company, but they didn’t tow any cars that night, so I called and made a police report. I was crushed! All that was left behind from my parking spots was tons of Starburst candy wrappers. A few days later a police officer called; they found my car abandoned with a flat tire. The insurance adjuster was so kind and said “usually it’s either dumb kids or criminals needing a car to do something.” Ironically the repairs and detailing left the car almost in better shape before getting stolen!
Another memory I’ll never forget was the time Daniel was working on something in my car and had the hood up. He describes the story as “All the sudden one of the wires started moving and I realized there was a big black snake in the car.” Turns out a mouse made a nest in the hood and a snake came by to get a quick snack. What a disgusting ecosystem in my car. That’s when we discovered you can pay a pretty nominal fee to have your engine detailed, although I did feel a bit sorry for the cleaners. But with a cleaned engine and a new cabin filter I reluctantly had no choice but to keep driving my mouse mobile.
Then there was the time a young teen driver rear ended me while driving to work. It didn’t do tons of damage, but enough I had to get towed home. I’ll never forget Nadia and Daniel watching from the window seeing me get out of the big tow truck. For a long time Nadia talked about the tow truck! The other driver’s insurance company was an absolute nightmare to deal with and it took forever to get an insurance adjustment and find a body shop to do the work. When I finally returned the rental car the guy at enterprise said “Wow, I didn’t know we rented cars for this long.” We had assumed the car would be totaled and had even began shopping for new cars. By the time we got the car back I was in my third trimester and Trixie was born a few weeks later. I’m not usually one to pull the “I’m pregnant card,” but, I remember several firm calls with the insurance adjuster and body shop saying “I can’t be dealing with this when I go into labor!” When I got the car back I was both relieved and so disappointed since I had gotten my hopes up for a new vehicle but it didn’t seem responsible to spend the money with a new baby on the way.
While mostly the last few years have been filled with all the annoyances of driving an older car, it will always hold a special place. The first car I bought all by myself. The first car I drove Nadia to doctor’s appointments and daycare. The very same car I drove when there were two car seats in the back. So many memories of driving the kids. So many memories of little road trips.
Goodbye little grey car, thanks for getting me through my twenties. Looks like I’ll be closing out my thirties driving a minivan!














































































































