Thursday, June 20, 2013

Her Name is Sasha

I wrote about my beloved Nellie Mae last June.  In April, she started spewing fluid again and her engine kept getting hot.  I figured the radiator had cracked again but I was holding out until June to get her fixed because I know she needed another overhaul.

Then work blew up in my face (mountains of projects and deadlines) on top of organizing a rather large industry conference on top of strategic planning sessions for my professional organization on top of organizing a smaller conference for my company on top of ....

You see where this is going.

I was at my wits end.  I don't handle stress well and one more thing was going to send me over the edge.

One night, after grabbing a few drinks with my co-workers, I made my way home.  Three miles from home Nellie Mae started a knocking noise from the front tire.  I figured it was probably road debris that was caught underneath and I would dispose of it once I got home.

I got home and there was no debris.  I. FLIPPED. MY. LID!

I stormed into the house and made myself a martini.  Then I went online and started snooping around for new cars.  Then I poured myself another (more delicious than the first) martini.  Then I had the GREAT idea of scheduling a test drive for a 2007 Saturn Sky for the next morning.  I might point out that at this point of the night EVERYTHING is a great idea.

I woke up the next morning realizing that NOTHING is a great idea with a couple of martinis and stress-induced Internet window shopping.  By the time I got to my computer to see the damage I had done I had an email from the dealership saying "Come on by for the test drive!"

And I felt bad!  Not just hungover bad but I felt bad because I had wasted someone's time and they were expecting me in 30 minutes to test a car.  Ugh!  I went and thought, "I'll just drive it but I won't buy it."

I drove it.  And then I drove it some more.  Then I put the top down on the convertible.  Sigh.

I had to buy it.  I sad goodbye to Nellie Mae.  She was a wonderful SUV but her time was up.  It was bittersweet because I have ALWAYS wanted a Saturn Sky.  They were only made from 2007-2009 and I could probably take the engine apart and put it back together with my eyes closed based on all the research I had done on the car over the years.

Her name is Sasha and she is fierce.
Hard to tell but she is midnight blue.  Not hard to tell, she can go freakishly fast.

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