The car that I own now, that I'm in love with, has 60,000 miles on it. It's really nice to not have car payments, but I've noticed a lot lately that instead of car payments I have extra *surprises* every other month or so that just annoy the hell out of me. And when these financial surprises are paired up with logistical ones (like, being stranded in the grocery store parking lot when the ignition lock cylinder goes out), it's a lot worse than a car payment.
This month I've realized that the car runs out of coolant. I put some in, it runs out again... it doesn't take long, maybe a week. I told some guys at work about this, and they asked if I could smell it when it leaked out, and I was like, "No, but it's kind of hard to smell anything since I still have oil leaking onto my exhaust manifold."
Okay... I could take the car to a friends garage and work on it, but that means mooching off friends since I have no garage. I also have no time. I really want to be that smart girl who can fix her own car, but my list of hobbies is too long to add "car repair" to it. I feel guilty about saying that. I mean, I really do. Especially since I love my car so much. It deserves better.
The other thing: I'm seriously thinking about buying a new car just like it... same make and model and everything. That's how much I love this car! It fits me, there's no other way to put it... everyone at work is begging me to test drive some non-ford cars, but I like my car, despite the maintenance issues. If I could have /my/ car, ordered brand-new, with a moon roof, mp3 player... I think life would be perfect. Is that dorky? I'll probably get a manual, too... I don't know how to drive a manual, but I have an offer for lessons *this week* on a miata, and millions of stupid people know how to drive them so it can't be that hard.
I feel bad, like i'm abandoning a pet or something. but I've never had a brand new car, and I've got money, so maybe the time has come? hrm.