Before I officially met Zach, my roommate and I sat watching him, guessing what we thought he might drive. I mean, what else is a girl supposed to do during the Saturday session of Stake Conference? We concluded that he probably drove some kind of beater car. A flashy vehicle did not seem to be in his character. After being introduced to him a little while later and having shared that hypothesis with him, he told me that he did not drive a beater, that he drove a 2000 Chevy Cavalier that his parents gifted him. It was 2005. He did, however, acknowledge that it was a girl car.
Five years later, it is quickly becoming a beater.We have had it in the shop numerous times and just recently thought it might have been done for good. Between that and our draw toward flashy things, we have been debating a new car purchase. The first time we went to look at cars we unexpectedly fell in love with the Volkswagen Passats. It was, however, a horrible experience and easy to walk away. Our second car shopping experience, last Friday night, went extremely well. So well that we drove away in a 2010 Passat. Gray. There are so many bells and whistles that my gadget-loving husband is enamored with the iPod integrated touch-screen stereo, the air conditioned glove box as a makeshift cooler, and an assortment of other things he found while reading the 2-inch owner's manual.
We knew we would purchase a car within the next year, but I'm glad we decided to purchase one now. It has been a fun distraction for Zach between his full-time work and full-time school. Me? I'm just a little jealous.
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