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I should have known yesterday would be a washout when in the morning I dropped my septum retainer down the shower drain, didn't have time to put on moisturizer, then got rained on getting the mail, all while dealing with bringing up yellow phlegm.
Yesterday afternoon my dad picked me up from work after dealing with miscellaneous new-car stuff - turning in the old numberplates of my old car, the old numberplates of my new car, registering the new car in my name, etc. What ensued was a conversation about how Mum & Dad have been shielding us like we're still kids - I have done nothing, for example, about this new car. This was entirely not of my choice - my dad pretty much barreled ahead and lined up this car.
I suppose I could/should have spoken up more about looking in the paper/used car lots, but in what time frame? I work fulltime, the only time I have spare is the weekends, and he had this lined up two days after the accident. After changing registrations yesterday he didn't even wait for me to get compulsive third party on it - he went with Suncorp, when everything else I have is RACQ. I would have much preferred to keep it that way, instead of having my third party liability with RACQ, free2go membership (kinda an extra breakdown service for teenagers) with RACQ, then CTP with Suncorp.
Anyway - last night I called RACQ to switch the third party liability from the Mazda to the Holden Nova, get my free2go switched too, and that's like the most adult thing I've ever done. I have never had a bill in my own name, excepting my car, and I'm still so far cuddled in the security blanket of my parents that I don't even know what this spectre of adulthood means.
Anyway. The Holden Nova's from 1989 - same year as the Mazda - and I drove it for the first time today. It hasn't got the Turbo that Spencer had, so it's ridiculously hard to get speed up. Pedal to the floor to get up to 60k. Also - no sunroof. Which is a stupid thing to be upset about, seeing as the Mazda sunroof leaked and therefore I wasn't allowed to open it, but it's just one more thing that I miss. It's touchier with steering, but somehow harder to direct at the same time.
It's like pushing a rhino. Which is why I think I'll be naming this one Dominic.
Yesterday afternoon my dad picked me up from work after dealing with miscellaneous new-car stuff - turning in the old numberplates of my old car, the old numberplates of my new car, registering the new car in my name, etc. What ensued was a conversation about how Mum & Dad have been shielding us like we're still kids - I have done nothing, for example, about this new car. This was entirely not of my choice - my dad pretty much barreled ahead and lined up this car.
I suppose I could/should have spoken up more about looking in the paper/used car lots, but in what time frame? I work fulltime, the only time I have spare is the weekends, and he had this lined up two days after the accident. After changing registrations yesterday he didn't even wait for me to get compulsive third party on it - he went with Suncorp, when everything else I have is RACQ. I would have much preferred to keep it that way, instead of having my third party liability with RACQ, free2go membership (kinda an extra breakdown service for teenagers) with RACQ, then CTP with Suncorp.
Anyway - last night I called RACQ to switch the third party liability from the Mazda to the Holden Nova, get my free2go switched too, and that's like the most adult thing I've ever done. I have never had a bill in my own name, excepting my car, and I'm still so far cuddled in the security blanket of my parents that I don't even know what this spectre of adulthood means.
Anyway. The Holden Nova's from 1989 - same year as the Mazda - and I drove it for the first time today. It hasn't got the Turbo that Spencer had, so it's ridiculously hard to get speed up. Pedal to the floor to get up to 60k. Also - no sunroof. Which is a stupid thing to be upset about, seeing as the Mazda sunroof leaked and therefore I wasn't allowed to open it, but it's just one more thing that I miss. It's touchier with steering, but somehow harder to direct at the same time.
It's like pushing a rhino. Which is why I think I'll be naming this one Dominic.