I cannot wait. I only have to drive my craphole POS car, a dented, explosion-possibly-around-the-corner, worst car I've ever owned reminder of one of the worst decisions I've ever made for FOUR MORE DAYS.
When my H's grandmother passed last October, it was decided that H and I would inherit the car. After an almost year-long battle with the DMV for the title (his grandmother's death certificate had her full name on it, the car title was under her nickname), we have plates and the title. It's sitting at my IL's canin about 200 miles away. We are finally going to get it this weekend.
Besides the obvious reasons, I am most excited about having four doors. Almost three years with a small child and car seats and a two-door car, the thought of having four doors makes me want to dance.
Post by pixelpassion on Oct 28, 2013 21:27:17 GMT -5
Omg, getting a new car after having a POS car is the best feeling in the world. My car before this one used to squeal really loud when I'd accelerate and the heat didn't work, so glad when I got rid of it.