Or Old Car vs New Car
Emily is often resistant to change ... or perhaps it's that she is a loyal human being. So it came as no surprise to me that she has this chagrined look on her face when I tell her,
"This is your last picture with the van. We are getting the new car today."
"Mom, no new car."
I explain that it is time. That the car is old and tired and worn out and it's going to cost a lot of money to repair it. You'll love the new car!
"No." huff, huff, stomp, stomp.
Go ahead, state your displeasure however you have to ... the new car is coming home whether or not you want it to.
Our 2001 Nissan Quest van still had Great Good Looks after one hundred and fifty thousand miles, a lot of song singing, road trips and errands and some body work after that old lady hit me not once, but twice: a decision had to be made ... put a years worth of car payments into the Quest? Or buy a new car?
She needed a transmission sensor, a transmission control box, left front CV joint, rear suspension, an engine knock sensor and an inspection sticker. It was time for an oil change and tire rotation. And that cement mixer sound? There was ...
New car won.
Oh, is that you grinning Emily? Do you like our new car?
Shiny, new (to us) and blue!
I don't believe I have ever seen an engine compartment quite this clean. Very clean and oh-so-pretty!
Emily and Dave check out some of the dashboard features and of course, Emily is on the phone to BFF Kailey.
Me? I'm all moved in. The bulldog is on the dash. And I am grinning from ear-to-ear!