For those of you who’ve read this blog or followed me on Twitter for any length of time, you know that I have a love/hate relationship with my car, a 1997 Chevrolet Blazer, who was christened Xavier when my parents bought him for me when I was 18. Nine years later, you’re more likely to hear me refer to my car as That Piece of Crap Sitting in My Garage.
Xavier and I are in therapy, working on our relationship, bonding, remembering those early feeling of love for each other. We’re remembering the good times and the bad. The road trips, the flat tires, the ruined alternators, the naps in the back seat. In this process, we have committed to spending another 50,000 miles together.
Why 50,000 more miles?
Because that gives me five more years with Xavier and enough time to save up for the next SUV. And I’d rather suffer through the repairs a twelve-year-old car requires than spend $300 a month on a car payment.
We are inviting you to join us on this journey. To laugh. To cry.
I’ll be blogging repairs I make to the Blazer, sharing the absurd things that break on my car, how much it cost me to fix them, and how much I complained about those repairs. When the Blazer is in working order, I’ll be sharing the back stories about my adventures in my car. Stay tuned! I have a great story for you tomorrow!