I drive a black 1999 Ford Taurus. She’s done me right since I was 16 years old but as of late, she’s been acting a little funny. Today, I took her in and talked to a gentlemen who gave me the diagnosis I thought to mention but to which I did not want to commit: The transmission is failing. A transmission, he told me, is around $2,000 to replace. In laymen’s terms, the repair costs more than the current value of my car.
And so, it is time.
I have been tentatively looking at new vehicles, but only at a distance. I feel like I’m cheating on my long-time trusty wheels. But the truth is the truth and you can’t argue a fact:
Momma needs a new car! (Hoorah!)
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