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Shoeless Joe. A retrospective
I am so dramatic aren’t I?
Right before I headed out east to visit the bf, I became the proud owner of a brand new Honda. I was super excited because this was the first new car ever. I inherited Shoeless Joe from Tammy right before I started at Michigan [hmm, I'm sensing a trend here] and have been putt-putting around the state since. We’ve had the car for about 12 years now, 11 of which I have driven it.
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This isn’t Shoeless Joe but I can’t find the one picture I have of him.
Though I was sad trading in Shoeless Joe. We had originally wanted to keep him around and gift him to the nephew [the car would have gone pretty much full circle then] but after the taking him in to fix the brakes, we figured that it would take a lot of money to get him into passable shape and that with the repairs being so expensive [as Mazdas are wont to be] we didn’t want to give him a car that would eventually be a money pit. Especially since we still had two years until he would be able to drive it anyway.
So the decision to trade him in was made. I didn’t want to deal with finding a parking space in front of our already crowded house [and risk becoming the annoying neighbor with the buttload of cars in front of the house] nor did I want to deal with finding a buyer and tackling the DMV title transfer, even though that, admittedly, wouldn’t be too difficult.
My mom knew enough to give me time to process the fact that I’d be saying goodbye forever to Joe and it took me a couple of weeks to actually mourn the idea and get excited for the new car [I told you I was dramatic]. I made sure to have a little quiet moment with Shoeless Joe before I turned him over to the dealership. Yes, I thanked him for all the years and miles we had together and the memories [including the big scrape along the side of the car that I got trying to squeeze into a parking spot. Bad idea] and I will admit that I almost got a little teary.
Who gets teary eyed over a car? This girl. If it were possible to retire his jersey or number or something I so would.
I was going to tweet about the new arrival [I even had a tweet all written out in my head] but never got around to it. Until now:
Breaking news: Team Talda announces trade of 12 year veteran Shoeless Joe Jackson to Team Honda for a player to be named later. Details at 11
In case you are wondering, I named the new car Willie “Say Hey” Mays. You can call him Willie.
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So I had plans this weekend. Plans I say, to drive around and do some location scouting for the future apartment [this time for real]. And I was excited. So excited that I mapped out my destinations.
I made it to Shoeless Joe Jackson [my car] and turned it on to hear clicking. Trust me, you DON’T want to hear clicking. Turns out my battery up and died. Great way to start the weekend huh? I popped open the hood and then went to grab the jumper cables from my trunk only to find out they weren’t there [found them later in the garage. The garage! What the meck?!]. Ugh. I was more upset about the missing cables than anything else. Especially since a couple people offered to help but they didn’t have cables. Figures.
Thankfully I have emergency roadside service with my car insurance so I gave them a called and waited for the tow truck to show up by talking to Jacki. Once I was up and running, and under the orders to keep the engine running for at least 30 minutes, I decided that a drive home or to church, both of which I can make in under 20 minutes, wasn’t going to happen so I decided to roll through town checking out some of the apartments on my list.
Which made for the most efficient use of my time. I’m glad I was still able to ride around and check out some neighborhoods. I still have half of my list to check up on but I’m starting to piece together my top contender for possible roosting purposes. Up next will be showing them to the bf for his opinion.
Saturday rolled around and I spent most of the day wandering around sans car as it was having it’s battery tested and then replaced [to the tune of $100! There goes my airfare to go to L.A. next month] so I wasn’t able to check out anything else. Oh wells. With my birthday party planned for this Saturday [wheeeeee!] I won’t be able to get back to scouting until the following weekend.
But my birthday is coming up. Eight days and a wake up! Wow, part of me can’t believe I’m going to be 28 this year. Yikes. I’m way past due to be getting out of my parents’ house. Ha. I’ve been saying that for a few years now but haven’t made a move. Guess I was much too comfortable. Naturally it was obvious this would come to an end and I just about reached it. Finally, in an eye-rolling induced realization.
Parents. What can you say when all you can do is shake your head? Exactly.
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