365 True Things: 49/Cars

My poor old car must know something's afoot. No sooner did we get the bad news last week that it will be needing—and not getting—several thousand dollars' worth of repairs within the year (cracked cylinder maybe), than the alternator decided to throw in the towel too.

So today involved a tow to the dealer. On Monday, we'll be getting a new alternator. I was tempted to just let it be rather than spend $1,000 on a car that I won't be using that much longer. But I don't want to feel rushed into a new vehicle. And if I want to trade this one in, it should probably be running. So: the last repair. (Hear that, car?)

And I guess we'll be starting to visit auto dealers. The fourth circle of hell. 

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