My new car.
It’s still at the dealership, getting it’s blue tooth, remote starter (a must in the north east) and leather seats.
Yes, I went coooshy because I got a deal.
J, my mom and I spent most of Monday at a dealership, testdriving, schmoozing, negotiating. Thank goodness for J, he got them down more in price because my mom was in the market for a new car and she bought a new Forester. I mean, these guys were stoked, they sold two cars in one day.
After breaking down twice in a year, and spending a bit too much in repairs in the last two, it was time to bite it.
Friday I go complete my paperwork and register new plates and then next week, they will deliver it to me, and take the old car away.
It’s amazing how far cars have come in ten years.
And how less lesbian Subaru’s are looking. (a post I wrote a while ago on my previous blog)
Not that there is anything wrong with that.