At the end of July, I purchased a new car. Well not a brand new car, but it was pretty new for me, a 2001. I have never EVER had a car that new. And it is a sporty thing, a Mustang. I have never had a car that fun, nor cool.
My husband and I realized we needed another car because we enrolled our youngest two kids in a private Montessori school several miles away from home. My husband was also about to start classes at the local college, and it would really be too much on him to have to do all the driving. And, it kinda sucks to be stuck at home with out a car all day. Orignially we were just going to save up a couple of thousand dollars and get a decent but cheap vehicle. But the more I thought of it, the more I realized that with the nasty heat (40 days over 100 this summer), and the fact I would be carting little children around many miles several times a week, it would probably be wiser to spend the cash to get a decent car.
So, I hopped online, and looked around. I started sending my husband links of Mustangs, saying "Hahaha, this is what we need." I was kidding, because I didn't want to spend a lot of money. We went to the local Carmax. Didn't really see anything that I liked and could afford with decent gas mileage. They did have a couple of Mustangs, though...and the prices weren't bad, but still, we decided we should go to another Carmax and see what they had in stock.
Well, truth be told, I saw a neat blue Mustang, that was really cheap, and I was smitten. I did look around the rest of the lot, and there was nothing else with decent gas mileage that was as cool for the same price. (Unless I wanted to get a icky Ford Focus. Sure, sure, it was a 2004, but who wants to pay that much for a Focus when you can have a Mustang for the same payment?)
I was all excited, because I was able to get the car loan on my own. This shouldn't be a big deal, but for the past few years I was self employed, and it didn't fair well for this kind of thing. But here I was, feeling like a grown up, getting a cool car FINALLY.
I felt like a Kellog's Frosted Mini-Wheat: The kid in me was excited because it was a sports car, and the adult in me was pleased because it got good gas mileage because its only a 6 cylinder.
Anyhoo.....my first payment is due next week. All was going well...until....
2 nights ago some @#$)%$_% decided that a piece of concrete they found lying somewhere would look better in my car than on the ground. So they hurled it through my back window. The punk didn't even try to break in the car. Whoever it was just wanted to vandalize something.
According to the police officer that wrote up the report the next morning several other cars were hit in the night. I spent a long time carefully picking up glass and vacuuming it out, and today taped on a plastic sheet until I can replaced the window next week.
It angers me because people can be such pricks. The police officer said to me "If we find the kid or kids that did this, the parents are responsible up to $5000, but they usually don't have the money." I didn't say anything. But I was thinking: I don't care about that. If they find who did this, they will pay me back. I don't care if they have to pay me back $5 a week until the debt is paid. There is no excuse. I don't care if the person that did this was high on drugs or molested by the neighbor's cat. It's just wrong, and even if it was some 15 year old kid, they should be held responsible. I am not looking for anything more than justice. (I must admit, I did have thoughts of a beating...but it passed.)
ANYWAY...it's just a car, but it was a bit of a symbol of accomplishment for me. I finally had something that I had wanted for a very long time that I could afford (barely, true, hahah.)
I must say though, it is amazing how clear a view you have in the rear view mirror when there is no window.
