Back in August, I faced one of the hardest decisions of my life: whether or not to sell my car. My 2007 white Audi A4 was my pride and joy. It was the first thing I bought for myself out of college. I remember walking out of the Audi dealership with the keys to my new bundle of joy in complete amazement that I could buy something like that without having someone call my parents or something.
Driving her never got old. She was always so good to me through the months of rain, snowy roads, and Seattle hills. Better yet, she treated my clients as if they were her own, never breaking down and always performing at a top rate when I took them out. I wouldn’t consider myself an overly materialistic person, but I felt good in this car. I mean real good.
But over the summer we had come to the realization that we didn’t need two cars. Since Blade uses the bus to get to work (or as he refers to it, the “urine wagon”), we only drove his Jeep Liberty when we had to take the dog somewhere, or go to Portland, which ended up being only a couple times a month. We figured if we downsized in the car department, we could upsize somewhere else, like in the vacation or fun department.
So on August 10th (RIP Audi), when I handed over the keys to my car to a nice massage therapist in Redomond, my heart skipped a quick beat. Goodbye automatic windshield wipers, 6-speed manual transmission, and auto-adjusting headlights. Goodbye 27 miles per gallon, all-wheel drive, and heated leather seats. Hello 2005 Jeep Liberty.
My sweet new ride features dog hair covered cloth seats, a left blinker that blinks about 20x/second, and an incredibly sweet 12 miles per gallon! And did I mention it has not six but ONE amazing speed! Every time I go to drive it I double check to make sure I have my granny panties on, just so I’m prepared for when I max out at 59 miles per hour on the highway.
Don’t get me wrong; it was ultimately my decision to get rid of my car in an effort to save some money. But the only thing “liberating” about driving this chunk of poo around town is going to bed knowing that I can split the car payment with the boyfriend since it’s currently our only (shared) vehicle.
I don’t think Liberty’s are horrible cars (pretty close), but I just don’t think they are meant for city driving. I guess next time I’ll think twice before I give up my freedom to a Liberty.
Day of sale, RIP, August 10th, 2009
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