My New Whip

(Thanks to Rose for suggesting I write about this when I couldn’t think of anything to blog about.)

My parents bought me a car. Well, an SUV actually. A 2003 Hyundai Santa Fe.

Yes, I am basically a sixteen year old girl dependent (spoiled by?) on my parents.

It has a cassette player and that’s awesome.

I’ve officially stopped taking public transportation and I don’t miss it. At all. Though I do kinda miss bitching about Ventra on Twitter.

Having a car is not without its downsides, though. I can’t believe how much money I’ve spent on street parking. It’s also not tons of fun buying gas. Though my dad has tanked it up quite a bit, so I really can’t complain.

I have a tinge of road rage. OK, it’s more than a tinge. And Chicago is filled with a bunch of idiots on the road.

I’ve somehow managed to avoid all manner of tickets, which is an absolute shock. If you’ve ever tried to memorize the various street cleaning days and times and weeks of the month, it’s basically impossible.

Radio is terrible nowadays, unless you really wanted to hear that new Taylor Swift song or Ariana Grande Anything at least three to four times in a twenty minute commute.

Right now the heat isn’t working, which I figured out because it’s 50 fucking degrees out. I think one of my tires has a slow leak. And I don’t know if you can check the life of a battery, but mine might need replacing.

Overall, though, having a car is kind of great. I don’t feel overwhelmed having to travel to more than once place during the day or carrying bags of groceries or other heavy items I bought at Target. I like getting places faster. I like not having to take the Metra to my parents’ house.

And it’s the perfect mom mobile.




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