Farewell Loretta the Jetta, Hello Wanda the Honda

Ok so, I couldn't wait for another day to post about the things that have happened recently. It all began shortly before Christmas. I had been home most of the day after getting my tire repaired because I had gotten a nail in it. In all my years of driving, I have never had a nail in my tire, but in the last 3 months I have had not one, but TWO nails in my tire. I told the guy at the tire store that this year I had gotten two nails in my tire after years of having no nails. His words of wisdom: "Well, at least the year is almost over." Well, gee thanks for those comforting words.

Anyway, that evening I was going to go to the health club and continue my workout regimen. As I'm driving, I keep hearing this weird noise. It sounded almost like birds chirping, and it was really kind of disturbing to think that I had a little nest of birdies in my engine that I was slowly mutilating. So, I called my mom and she said it might be that they hadn't tightened my lugnuts on my car so I should come home right away. Fine by me, I didn't really want to workout anyway. So I drove by the health club, cause I was almost there, and decided that it was silly to make this trip out pointless, so I would stop for ice cream in lieu of the workout (sheer brilliance if you ask me). So I pull into the drive through, roll down my window, and place my order. Then, with my window still in the down position, I roll through to the window and as I'm rolling I realize that that little bird chirping sound was actually the sound of metal scraping against metal. Now, I'm no car guru, but I figured this couldn't be good so, ice cream in hand, I proceeded home.

The next day my dad looked at my car and told me that my "idler pully" was broken. Who'd have thunk that you actually needed a pully to idle. I thought it was just some magic thing my car did. He showed me where the idler pully was located and I realized that they were going to drop my engine to make the repair which would cost at least 600 bucks. Since I'm jobless, the prospect of spending 600 dollars on a car I don't want anymore wasn't exactly high on my list of things I want to do so I let my dad fix it which proved to be much cheaper cause I don't have to pay him for labor.

Now the exciting part: After Christmas, I went car shopping!!!!! I got a beautiful car. It's pretty and shiny and I think I'm going to name her Wanda the Honda. She's a 2005 Honda Accord Coupe EX with a V6 engine. She's white with tan leather interior and a 6 disk in-dash cd changer and bun warmers and I love her! Of course, now that I own her I'm super anal about my car. No drinks, no food, and you better get all the crumbs off you before you even think about touching her. They gave me a "complimentry cleaning kit" with my car and told me it had a few cleaning supplies and a shammy in it. I was like "ooo I get my own shammy!" My mother's response was "Yeah now all you have to do is learn how to use it." See on my last car I was very clever. I kept a protective layer of dirt on it at all times to keep the paint in pristine condition. Some people wash their cars, but I think that just makes your car more susceptable to the elements.

So now I have Wanda and life is good again. I'll try to post a picture of her for you soon. We're getting her windows tinted tomorrow so she'll be perfect.