It’s been a couple of weeks since my last mention of the Mustang situation. To recap: the front end of my car was wrecked in a collision, and since it an old ’96 the insurance company decided that it just wasn’t worth repairing. I’d been debating whether or not to even buy a replacement car, but I’ve finally made a decision.
As of this afternoon, I am the proud owner of a 1999 Pontiac Grand Prix.
Originally I wasn’t sure that I wanted to get another car, since I drive so little… But a friend was looking to sell his car, since he also doesn’t drive much and is part of a two-person-two-car household. The check I’m getting from the insurance company, for the replacement value of the Mustang, is enough to cover purchasing the Grand Prix outright with no car payment.
It’s like I’m trading in the Mustang for the Grand Prix.
So there you have it, folks… I’m not joining the ranks of ultra-urban city dwellers who walk or use public transportation quite yet (I guess I’ll save that for my eventual move to New York City!) but I’m also not locking myself into a car payment. I’ll continue to drive around town here and there, mostly to the grocery store and occasionally the airport.
Crazy to think that I drove that Mustang for more than half of the years that I’ve been a licensed driver, and I’m 32 years old. We certainly had a good run… Now let’s see how long I keep this Grand Prix going!