I'M FREE - yet ironically now confined to my home - because I sold by car, the sour lemon that I once loved, the Gremlin. In a last supper kind of way, I drove it to the car wash up the street and paid $6 to get her looking shiny before the trade and what a feeling! The last $6 I will ever spend on that thing.
On a side note - while I was cleaning out my car, I found some kind of congealed glob of goo in the glove compartment. Apparently a Wendy's honey mustard packet had exploded in the suffocating inferno that was the inside of that car on any given summer afternoon. Although it smelled like honey mustard, it had by some miracle of science formed into a solid robber-like ball, like silly putty. I peeled it away and threw it out. PHEW - that could have been gross...
I "undressed" the Gremlin - took down my four-leaf clover necklace hanging around the neck of the rear-view mirror, took inside the spark plugs I had gotten so used to using on the side of random roads throughout the city, ejected the one CD I listened to from the single speaker working in the back of the car.
She fetched $2,600. I told the buyer everything about her and you know what she said to me?
"Oh, I knew it was going to need some work. My boyfriend's a mechanic so I'm not worried about it. I just like the way it looks."
So my car hit the jackpot. It has died and gone to lemon-car makeover heaven. In a few months time, the Gremlin will be the equivalent of some botoxed cougar making a comeback - good for the Gremlin.
I, on the other hand, have bigger fish to fry and better cars to drive.
I'll keep you posted on how I manage to find that great car...without a car...wish me luck!
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