
So a few weeks ago I had the crazy thought to list our vehicle on
Craigslist and see if we could sell it. This was all thanks to my brother-in-law Jesse who successfully sold their car on
Craigslist. I thought... what the heck, I can do that too. Wouldn't you know in a about a weeks time someone came to look at it, offered us just slightly below what we listed, and it is SOLD! Our beautiful 2005
AWD Pontiac Vibe was gone. I was more attached to this vehicle than I thought. It was Marty's and
I's first big purchase together after we got married. We bought it brand new off the dealer's lot in the fall of 2004. We were very excited. 5 years and 115,00o miles later... it is no longer ours... we brought our babies home in this car. I was so sad. Marty thought I was overreacting just a tad... and I probably was. It's just that I was always so proud of this car and how cute it was... just our size... until we had Gracie... then Zach... now 2 carseats later... it is to small for us. We had talked about getting a new vehicle, most likely doing a trade-in. I just didn't think I would actually sell it on
Craigslist that fast. I guess I was wrong.
---2 weeks later---
So for 2 weeks we have been driving Marty's parents van. Yesterday after many hours of searching the internet we went to the cities to look at the few vehicles we had it narrowed down to and we came home with a new beauty. The garage, who was once home to our Little Hatchback Vibe, is now home to our 2009 Honda Pilot EX-L. Some gal had purchased it brand new this summer and after driving it for 3-4 weeks decided she didn't like and traded it in for something else... so it is practically brand new, with only 1800 miles on it. It is always exciting making a purchase and to be able to drive something different.
When we got home and we were showing it to Gracie, she gave us her approval: "Momma's new car? I like it Momma, I like it." She had been very distraught since Momma's other car hasn't been in the garage for the last few weeks. I had to tell her it was broke for her to understand: "Where's Momma's car? Oh, no it's broke?" "You fix it?" Such a sweetheart she is.