It’s been making all these sad noises lately, and like any good and responsible car owner, I ignored them. I mean really, what else would you expect from me?! But then when my air conditioning quit blowing cold and the temps hit 100*, I knew that it was time to take her in to the mechanic.Bad news bears!
I couldn’t take it to my regular guy cause they couldn’t get me in until next week, so instead, I took it to the same Toyota dealership that works on all of our company trucks. Yes, my car is a Nissan, but so are half of our work trucks, and these guys seem to do just fine. Long story short, my freaking compressor was seizing, yadda yadda yadda…..
Two Thousand Dollars
Yeah, that’s how much it is gonna cost me. I was so traumatized cause that is many many dollars. The mechanic we work with did some dealing and got it down to $1500 for me, but that is still lots. My question to you guys: Do you think I’m getting screwed cause I took it to a Toyota dealership? Like I mentioned, in the past 10 years, these guys have been very fair on our other non-Toyota trucks, but this seemed pricey. I know I could have taken it to other places for quotes, but I can’t drive it the way it is, so that just meant more days without a vehicle…..sigh.
In other abusive news, please take a look at these beauties:
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| No comments on the amazing bike shorts tan lines. Thanks. |
Not to fret, I’m only in an abusive relationship with my mountain bike. Remember my post from a few days back when we rode Dakota Ridge and I may have mentioned getting my ass handed to me? These lovely marks are a direct result of those big ol’ rocks that I was riding over. Or more succinctly, they are the result of my body smashing into all of the aforementioned rocks. I think my dreams of being a leg model have officially gone out the window.
Marissa, I think you’ve got me beat. Not a scratch on her. Damn.
I am getting major sympathy points from random strangers though, so that’s something. I was walking Tals this morning and this sweet elderly lady stopped me and goes, “Oh honey, your legs!!!!” I tried to tell her my dog beat me up, but she didn’t seem to believe me. Odd.
And in other random news, guess where I’m FINALLY going tomorrow? That’s right, HARRY POTTER! I didn’t want to deal with the crazies last weekend, so I saved it for this weekend. I’m pumped and I’ve got HP on the brain.
And from the looks of this sign that I saw while driving yesterday, so does the entire world 🙂
How is your week going? Any fun weekend plans that may beat out my HP/studying-filled weekend?!
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Oh my lord girl those brusies are somthing else!!!!
Sorry about the car, I’m with you though…one of my belts seems to be squealing when I start it, sometimes and I keep ignoring it but meanwhile I’m scared to death it’s going to break and I will have real issues…I need to get it in. HATE CARS! :)I do have a guy I use though that I think treats me better then the dealerships.
I’m going to HP tomorrow night too! SO excited!!
P.S. I might just be weird but I kinda like getting battle scars from working out – it makes me feel like a bad ass haha
My dad always tells me not to go to the dealer…but who really knows…
Those bruises rock! Hardcore, love it.
Oh my gosh, there are so many wonderful neon things that I love, but I would recommend the Nike 2″ Road Race shorts. I have them in neon green and I LOVE THEM. And they may be on sale because they were from the winter.
And Target has some great neon exercise items these days too!
A. Battle wounds are sexy.
B. I took my 4Runner in this spring for an oil change and tire rotation (it was SUPPOSE to be on sale and the guy even acknowledge it) and an inspection. They charged me more than the advertised price AFTER THE FACT, and said it was becuase I my car takes an extra bottle of oil. I later found out from my Dad I could have paid an extra $10 for synthetic oil and not have to change my oil for 3X as long and it’s better on the engine. They wanted to charge me $50 for the inspection, $30 to replace a $1 light bulb and $50 to replace a $5 cabin air filter. I told them to screw themselves and my brother taught me how to change my own air filter…it literally took 30seconds. My father and I inspected the entire car and couldn’t find a single light bulb that didn’t work, so I took it to an inspection shop down the road and he passed me on everything and it only cost $25. Hind sight lesson? The dealership is WAY overpriced and filled with deceitful morons. I’m glad I have men in my life that have knowledge about cars.
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