So, as many of you already know, I have to have the transmission replaced on the Montana a few weeks ago... which wasn't a horribly scarring ordeal on account of it being covered by the warranty and all. However, because the Montana broke down at all, I can no longer trust it. I feel like I have been cheated on by my spouse and now I can try to see past his faults and rekindle the once shaky but somewhat stable relationship we once shared but I know things will never be the same. I will always wonder why the heat gauge is climbing up or if I just heard a noise, did the van just jerk a little to one side or was that just the wind?
And who can live like that?
I can no longer look through the eyes of someone who has settled for less than what she really wanted and accepted that.
Nope.
Now, I am starting to look at other cars and better possibilities and lusting after that ride with the really good gas mileage. And I'm not doing it in that innocent "you can look but not touch" way, no sir. I am doing it in an "oooh baby, I want you, take me now" way.
And what's worse is that the Montana hasn't just caused me to lose hope in IT... no, no, no, no, no... It has practically pushed me to "the other side". I don't just want another car, I want a completely DIFFERENT one. I want to unload the mini van on the first person who will take it off of my hands and then I want to start playing for another team... like The Wagon Team or The Mid Sized Sedan Team or even The Scion Team.
And the thing is, I can almost understand where the Montana is coming from. I get it's anger. Because, you see, it always really hoped it would have a stay at home, soccer practice, cookie baking mom that would enjoy loading it up with a whole troop of Brownie Girl Scouts and taking road trips. And let's be real here, that sure as fuck isn't me... so I can definitely appreciate the reasons behind it's unhappiness and I want to send the Montana off into Happy Relationship Land, to a mom who will truly appreciate it for all of it's head room and storage space and ability to cram ninety million kids into it. It shouldn't be with me, someone who gripes about how the dvd screen isn't big enough and complains that I could be getting better gas mileage from a smaller more attrative car.
I mean, I've practically sent the Montana to the couch with a bucket of ice cream and a box of tissues.
So of course it is acting up on me. It's resentful.
At any rate, I am once again car shopping. I have about three thousand miles before my warranty expires and I will have another car before that happens. And this time, it doesn't have to seat seven... so, dear readers, send me your wisdom. Help make 2006 the year that I bought more cars than any sane person would buy ;)
What should I buy this time?