About cars, garage sales
Have you ever had a vehicle that you loved so much, that was so reliable, that even after it miraculously stopped running, you kept it parked in the driveway for the neighbors to complain about? That's where my 1991 Honda CRX is heading.
Before you start questioning my sanity (it would be understandable if it was a real car, you might say), let me explain ...
My car may be small my daughter's Little Tikes coupe is about the same size and it may be old take into consideration that 1991 is the last year Honda made the CRX but it only has about 65,000 miles on it. And its only other owner spoiled it taking it to a Honda dealership for everything, even to have its windshield wipers replaced. I have the records to prove it.
And it certainly has earned its keep lately, with gas prices at $1.54 and rising. I can drive more than 400 miles on a 10 gallon tank. Go ahead, do the math, that is more than 40 miles per gallon. Considering I used to commute in the family car a Ford Explorer that consumed at least three 20-gallon tanks of gas a week my CRX is probably saving us from declaring bankruptcy.
None of this stuff would matter, if it wasn't fun to drive which it is. And I will keep driving it even when it starts to rust, even when it hesitates to start in cold weather, even when the odometer climbs well above 100,000 miles. And I will keep loving it, even when the neighbors don't.
I shouldn't write too soon. My beloved CRX had a flat tire Monday morning probably caused by a nail from the gravel road to the horse barn. I don't take back anything I said, though. Flat tires don't count against reliability.
My car also came in handy at the city-wide garage sales on Saturday. It can fit into the smallest of spaces, and at some of the more popular sales, it saved me from walking a block or more.
Isn't it interesting what different people shop for at garage sales? I was looking for clothes and toys for Emily. I ran into Star Novak, and she had found a petticoat to hang in her "costume" closet for the theatrical productions. Many people were shopping for furniture or clothes. At least one garage sale had free kittens (no, I didn't get one).
I expect all of the sale-goers even found something they weren't looking for. I know I did it's bound to happen when there are dozens of garage sales within blocks of each other.
I can't wait until next year.