I guess this is why some people trade their cars in every few years, or lease their vehicles, instead of driving them into the ground. As the title of this post suggests, I’ve driven four cars in the past week. There is a silver lining to all of this – and I’ll get to that shortly – but first, let’s revisit where all of this began.
It was Christmas Eve morning and all was well. I’d had finished putting up the tree earlier in the week and all of the other decorations were put out. All that was left was getting a few last minute items at Wegmans, and stopping at Pittsford Farms Dairy (the only place in Rochester worth getting eggnog – it’s amazing).
Anyway, I got home from running the errands and parked in the middle of the driveway to make it easier to unload the car. That’s when I saw the oil slick running down the driveway from where my Ford Focus normally sits. Damn. It’s Christmas Eve. It’s going to be awhile before this gets fixed. Oh well, I thought. I’ll just take mom’s car to work. And that’s when the trusty old Taurus decided to leave me stranded on the side of the road for the first time in the 20 years we’ve owned it. Yes, you read that right – it’s a 1994 Ford Taurus that has served us incredibly well.
Thank God for AAA. The tow truck arrived in 15 minutes and I walked home. I had lucked out – the breakdown happened about two blocks away. Except now both cars were down, the rental places were closed for another two days, and I still had to get work. I called in and a co-worker came to get me. She took me over to my aunt’s where I picked up my grandmother’s car to use for a few days. Thanks Nana!
That got me from Wednesday through Saturday, when I picked up a rental from Enterprise. I chose a brand new Chevy Malibu with Georgia plates, leather heated seats, and all sorts of other bells and whistles. I’ve been considering the Malibu for my next car anyway, so this was a good chance to see how it drives.
Four days later, I was sad to have to bring it back. It was a great car, and the Malibu is now on my shortlist. Hopefully though I’ll get another year or two out of my Ford Focus. I’ll probably get a better idea of that next week when it goes into the shop for the oil leak. Until then, I’m thankful for the trusty ’94 Taurus. One shorted wire fixed and $355 later – she’s running smooth.