
anybody who knows me, knows that i love things very very intensely. one look at the "less than perfect" relationships i have hung on to in the past, and you see the sorry truth in that statement.
this kind of endearment carries over to my material possessions also. that's why i have a house named mabel and a car named ernie.
ernie is the subject of this post. i bought him on the way to hyvee for groceries about 9 years ago (can you say "impulse purchase") - he is a 1997 ford explorer. not really a glamour vehicle, but he's been good for me. he is shiny red - even now - and hauls everything i need from menards with ease. he has a cd player that doesn't work, and some rusty running boards, but you know - we are friends. he is cheap to drive and up til now has been relatively maintenance free.
this summer, i had to put about $800 into the brakes. i figured this out when i came sailing onto an off ramp on the interstate, and could not stop. doh. good thing i live in south dakota and NOT ONE other person was in the area when i whizzed thru the red light. $800 was a small price to pay to ensure THAT won't happen again.
then, i bought new tires. $400. not a big deal, except that for some reason - they don't hold air. i'm not a tire genius, but it seems to me that holding air is one of the more major functions of a tire. needless to say, i have learned to operate the fancy air machine at my neighborhood gas station, because i have to fill them up about once a month.
so, fast forward to this morning as it is 2 degrees outside. i had an out-of-the-ordinary 9:00 meeting - usually i don't schedule anything until at least 10 or 10:30, because, hey - i don't have to. but i go out to start ernie at about 8:30, and NO GO. okay, that sucks! i had some troubles last year, and no, it's not the battery. but when i called a guy to jump start me last winter, he just held his foot down all the way on the gas and got ernie going. so, it took 3 trys, but yes, that seems to work.
i cannot imagine myself doing this kind of thing repeatedly all winter long. #1 - it seems like a "maybe it'll work, maybe it won't" kind of thing, and i like a few certainties if i can have them. #2 - don't i deserve a new vehicle? i mean, really, i think i do. #3 - i know that we live in a disposeable society, but is throwing away a ten-year-old vehicle with 112,000 miles really throwing it away? is love really love when you decide you don't anymore?
nevermind. i know the answer to those questions. just wish me luck that i'll call a repairman, and not go buy one of these.