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Thursday, February 2, 2012

Future Shocks: What car will get me there?



Who would have thought it would take me more than a year to buy a new car? And how fraught the decision would be at this stage of my life?
The last car I had bought was in 2004,  and that choice was easy.  I had quickly settled on the Mazda MPV, a small mini-van. My husband and friends scoffed: the kids were grown and gone and the dog had died. So why did I need a mini van that could fit 7 people?
It was all about wanting to feel that my life was still exuberant and full. I wanted to feel as if I was a carpooling mom, but instead of little children,  I’d take friends on trips. My husband and I would roll our bikes right into the spacious back and head for Maine.

And  the car would help our adult kids finally move their stuff -- nursery school finger paintings, report cards, year books, college papers, CDs, posters, and the furniture we'd been saving for them--  into their own homes.
I wanted my life to be full and this car would help me do that.
It worked great (though our attic is still a disaster area of unclaimed possessions).
This time around was different. I felt that somehow I was buying a car for a long ride into an unknown future.  What would my life be like? What kind of car would take me there?
Now that I’d left my job, my “commute” could be anywhere –or almost nowhere. Would I be volunteering in the city? Traveling the country? Still out on bike trips? Working at a new job?
Did I need a smooth-riding, really comfortable, maybe even upscale car particularly good for long trips visiting the grandchildren? Two of them are hours away in  a snow-belt town; another in a totally different direction.
“Buy a ‘big girl’ car,” one daughter said, urging me to splurge.
I’d never had a luxury car. Was this the time?
“This could be your last car,” a few people said to me.
Huh?? The thought hadn’t crossed my mind. I hope to have a couple decades of driving ahead of me.  But if things didn’t go well, maybe they were right.
What car did I want to drive to my grave? How could I possibly make a decision
with that notion hanging over my head?
In fact,  I did not decide.
Just before Christmas, I had to laugh when I walked into a car dealership and saw the staff setting up for their holiday lunch. I’d walked into that very scene at that very dealership exactly a year before!
But now my Mazda, with 73,000 miles, was running with its engine light constantly on, hiccupping along the way. I was in for a big bill, my mechanic, Dick Costa, said. “Drive it into the dealership and drive out with a new car,” he advised.
I took my husband car shopping. I took a daughter car shopping. I spent three days on my own car shopping. Gas mileage was an issue. Using premium vs. regular was an issue. Fitting in the bikes was an issue. (okay, I was conceding: we’d take off the front wheels and slide them in sideways.)
I brought one of those luxury cars home for a night and I felt like a princess, but I didn’t feel like me. I tested a hybrid three times. Dealers kept leaving me messages and emails asking me to come back in. In the end, I compromised on all fronts: the bikes can’t stand up; it’s not exactly luxurious; mileage is ok but not fabulous; it’s a bit bumpy on the roads, and it's not keyless. 
But I think it will get me -- and at least some stuff -- where I want to go. Plus, if I can’t visit my kids easily, at least I can call them from the car with voice activation. And it feels spunky....young... just like me.
So what did I end up with? Take a guess and I’ll let you know if you got it right.

5 comments:

libby said...

I don't know one car from another unless I own the model!
So I can't guess, and you are a certifiable tease!!!! Enjoy the yerfritmuttle XZC543265plus.
xo

slp said...

Is it a Honda CRV?
Dying to knwo!

Sharon

slp said...

Is it a Honda CRV?
Dying to knwo!

Sharon

Al Hasbrouck said...

Dotty:
I had a friend who bought a gorgeous blonde mink coat late in her life -- she'd always wanted one -- and foreverafter she referred to it as her "TM" -- her Terminal Mink.
I like to think that you, too, have acquired your TM -- your Terminal Mercedes.
Whatever it is, I wish you happy motoring.
-- Al Hasbrouck

strausskg said...

Dear Spunky,
I am hoping it is a Honda CRV. I love mine and you test drove it twice. You did have a trusty Mazda since 2004 so I think you may have bought another. Would love to know the answer.