Breaking Up is Hard To Do

Yesterday I said goodbye to my love of nearly 6 years. My Pathfinder. Perhaps she could have been a little faster or a little bigger and our love affair could have continued but family matters dictate that she go.

I feel badly since I've lusted after these cars since I was 15-years-old. However, the lady I sold it to has been lusting over one since that age and she's 47. Plus, I got $1,000 more than I wanted for the car. Yippee !!!!!

But it's a weird emotional attachment we build with cars. LP's step-dad worked in a car plant so he sees them as pieces of metal, rubber and plastic, and nothing more. Most of us have the luxury of really enjoying our cars and bonding with them.

Farewell sweetie...