Part II: Mourning the Death of My Jeep Cherokee
What a busy, exciting and frustrating week. Well, as many of you know, my good old Jeep Cherokee went to car heaven. I could not believe the time was really here. I had to say goodbye to Divine Love, so named since it's license plate for years was DVL. I have so much admiration for my Jeep. It really did get my family through so much. I know, it's just a car. This car and I had an energy between us. It knew exactly how and when it would have to say good bye to us. Talk of perfect timing, it died just when my credit, after an near home foreclosure and back, sent my credit score up again. I must say, it was not easy to say good bye. Please see the pictures above where I introduce my Jeep and the new Kia I bought. They hit it off right away. I could overhear my Jeep telling the new Kia some of the places it had taken us and where the new car could take us to make us happy. I just giggled as the Jeep made sure the new Kia knew just what " this family needed."
I had a week of researching car dealerships, cars and incentives. I know being an avid hubber has helped me tremendously in this endeavour. I am a powerful single mom, and could not have uttered this statement 7 years ago. I have my power back that I lost when I was with my children's dad. I told one car salesman, not only would I not buy a car from him, but that he made respectful car salesmen look bad. He was an absolute sexist jerk. I had brought a male friend/co-worker to this Toyota dealership. The salesman did not give me any eye contact whatsoever when I was looking for family cars. He looked instead at my co- worker and assumed that he was in charge. Wow, after all the years of hell with my ex, the terror, threats, control and power issues, NO ONE CAN TREAT ME LIKE THIS WITHOUT A FIGHT. Have you heard what assuming does, I love this. It makes an ass out of u and me too. ASSUME. I learned this silly term from one of my professors and it has stuck with me. If you use this on anyone, make sure to write it up on a board. It's even funnier that way. ASS/U/ME/
It feels good to brag a little of my new found wisdom and power. I told this young wanna be car salesman, I was going to KIA since there they took me seriously. I told him I did not care for the scare tactics to pressure me into buying a car. Get ready, here comes another love story.
I love my KIA. My experience at Morries car dealership where I bought my Kia, was a pleasant experience and so different from the last dealership. Here the salesman was real, authentic and understood what I was really looking for in a car. More importantly, he had respect for a single mom who was looking to buy a family car. I was looking at used cars, but his buy happy car program opened up my mind and helped me look at all other options. The man who sold the car to me was a friend of a great family friend of mine. I felt this experience was meant to be, especially since I had no thoughts earlier to even discuss a new car. Being at this car dealership felt right. I have never said that line before, so there was something to this experience.
I took my kids and sister to the Kia dealership with me the second time. I wanted to make sure that this car was in my budget and I was approved before getting the families hopes up. They sat in the show room model of the midnight black Kia. I thought they looked pretty darn good in this car. If we got this baby, we could again take the neighbor kids around with us. My kids loved, that as a mom, I got lots of joy taking many kids on field trips.
It had been a hard week filled with Eustress. This is the only way I can explain how I was feeling. The stress was happy, but it was still stress. I almost fainted when the financial guy told me I was approved for the loan. I just came out of a dreadful near foreclosure. I fought hard to keep our lovely Minnetonka home for my family. I did it after two solid years of conversations, research and tears. I called and spoke to every financial employee with US bank. I called every day and they knew me by name. I would say, hi It's Laura, do you want my account number? They would just laugh and say, " no Laura, we know your information." I made sure they did not forget me since many others experiencing foreclosures had too much pride or shame to call. I had no shame since the only reason I was in this predicament was I had lost one of two great jobs. I knew I could handle the new home owners program. I am a director and have been at the same agency for fourteen years. Here I sat at the desk at a dealership with the flood gates of the realization that we were going to be ok. We would not just be ok, but now we'd have a new car with a life time warranty. In addition, Free car washes, oil changes up to nine times, and serrius satellite radio and blue tooth, These were car deals that I could not pass up. I felt so secure with this decision.
I thanked God for all the blessings he had given my family. My twin sister had been in remission from lung cancer for almost seven years now. She had helped me raise my children since she moved in with us back in 2004. We kept the house we loved for the kids with both of our salaries. Icing on the cake is that now instead of paying thousands in car repairs, we would have a car that we could feel confident in. As we drove out of the Kia dealership, the excitement and gratitude of our new purchase was palpable. I love my Kia Sedona.
© Laura Rogers Arne