A New Title: To a Car
Committed myself this afternoon to a new vehicle: a 2004 Honda Civic (manual gear shifting!) that used to live in Florida. I used to live in Wilmington, so I can hardly object to a little beach wear and tear. This little silver machine passed inspection from the toughest mechanics around, Auto Logic in Carrboro.
I tend to have long and sometimes turbulent relationships with cars. I like to get a lifespan of about 250,000 miles. I also like to pay for them up front and not have car payments and interest. Thus, I get them used. Sort of like adopting a teenager.
And what an adventure used car shopping can be. Yesterday I was having trouble getting my calls returned. Today I'm just down to the paperwork of insurance, etc. Tomorrow I will be getting used to a new set of gears.
I already feel as if all my parts have been restored. I live in a patch of woods nowhere near anybody's bus line or cab route. Planes fly over but don't stop. And without my wheels I've felt as if at least one limb was out of commission.
In my Plan B life, which would take place in New York, I'd be happily reliant on walking and subwaying. Not in rural Chatham County, North Carolina. Might as well be LA.
When the wifi was also down for a while yesterday, I was virtually undone. Now normal life is almost within my grasp. All systems are nearly-go. And I'll soon get to know what it is I've bought.