Tuesday, August 7, 2012
After months of navigating websites, visiting dealerships, examining offers, and developing a minor ulcer in the process, I may have purchased a car. The old vehicle has served me well for 10.5 years and over 132,000 miles. But it's time for her to retire.
This evening I signed on the dotted line, put down a deposit and will find out tomorrow whether the vehicle I chose is still available. Confirmation has to come from a different dealership where the potential new car currently resides. It seems that these days buying a car is practically as daunting as buying a house.
Now I sit and wait in a state of slight nausea as I ponder two possibilities.
What if I don't get it?
What if I do get it?
I suspect either scenario is not going to much improve my stomach's well-being.