Ya'll are going to think this is so silly, I'm
sure. Go right ahead.
This is in the
Asatour folder because it's first and foremost an announcement: I've bought a
new Jeep, and the 'tour will be beginning in a few days.
Yay!
On the other hand, I now have to
say goodbye to an old old friend. One who's been there for me for the past 9
years.
My 1990 Jeep Wrangler.
OK, I've always been overly
sentimental. When I was a kid I hated to have my toys lost or thrown away -- I
remember thinking that they were links to my childhood and that as long as I had
them I wouldn't grow up. Well, this is kind of like that, only
worse.
Y'see, I've had that Jeep for 9
years. I've been through a lot in that Jeep. It was the vehicle I got after my
previous Jeep (Yeah, I know. There's a pattern here), a '77 CJ5 expired in a
one-vehicle-and-one-tree accident (yep, I do believe that Jeep went down saving
my life).
So yeah. How do you say
goodbye to a vehicle that took you through a Masters degree, took you on road
trips, and that you took from 120K to 158K miles?
Well, I realize that the
personification of vehicles is MOSTLY in my head. So I choose to believe in
vehicular reincarnation. Basically this means that the spirit of the vehicle
travels through me to whatever is my car at any given moment. Hopefully this
will be enough.
Today I was actually
brave enough to park the new Jeep by the old one. Hopefully the personality
will transfer over. Right now I just feel weird when I'm talking to the new
Jeep (please, no comments. I'm not the only one in the world who does this, I'm
sure); it's not comfortable yet to do that. It feels like a rental car -- like
you don't really need to get to know it well because it's temporary. Hopefully
that will pass soon.