Bittersweet
I know it is rather silly, but I get attached to inanimate objects when they have a large part in my life. And thus the fact that today a bid a fond farewell to my faithful litte truck is a bit nostalgic. It is staying in the family, as my dad bought it off me, but I will miss the sturdiness and nonchalance that having a truck offers.
This was my first car, and has been a faithful little truck for eleven years now. It has on numerous occassions gotten me out of tough situations simply by being a truck. Parked in in front of a curb? no problem, it's a truck, we'll jump it. Locked in a parking lot overnight? - no problem, they didn't fence the whole lot, we can get out of there. Really crappy roads for this climbing trip we're looking at? no worries, we'll take the truck.
I am super excited about my new little car, but I know I will now have to pay better attention to parking lot closing times and if I get parked in... well, I'll be stuck. But at least it's staying around, I have visiting rights. But it is still going to feel like a long drive today as I go to drop it off.
This was my first car, and has been a faithful little truck for eleven years now. It has on numerous occassions gotten me out of tough situations simply by being a truck. Parked in in front of a curb? no problem, it's a truck, we'll jump it. Locked in a parking lot overnight? - no problem, they didn't fence the whole lot, we can get out of there. Really crappy roads for this climbing trip we're looking at? no worries, we'll take the truck.
I am super excited about my new little car, but I know I will now have to pay better attention to parking lot closing times and if I get parked in... well, I'll be stuck. But at least it's staying around, I have visiting rights. But it is still going to feel like a long drive today as I go to drop it off.