The dairy man and I recently made a moderately impulsive (albeit extensively-researched) purchase.
Say hello to Mr. Jeep. He’s new-to-us. A personality-appropriate name will be forthcoming, but for now, we’re taking things slow. I don’t want to rush the relationship. I need time to figure out Mr. Jeep’s likes, his dislikes, his favorite brand of oil.
First impressions? He’s delightful. And sporty.
While I am sad to bid adieu to my trusty 1998 Chevrolet Lumina (a vehicle I affectionately refer to as the “Grandma-mobile”) I’m excited to welcome Mr. Jeep into my life.
But the Lumina and I had some good times.
During my YEAR as a commuter, this navy blue workhorse drove me 160 miles a day, five days a week. She wasn’t flashy, but she got the job done. Want to know how to avoid the cops? Drive a navy blue Lumina. They are invisible.
Though I longed for four-wheel drive in the icy winter months, the wide, boatlike stance of this sturdy car kept me safe. We’ve been through flat tires, worn brake pads, and a dramatic trip into the ditch. Over the years she’s lost some paint and some giddy-up, but I couldn’t have asked for a better commuter car.
Since I accepted a job closer to home, the dairy man and I have been talking about a new vehicle. DM wanted a truck. I wanted a fully-loaded Lexus. But since it’s nearly impossible* to climb into a tall vehicle while wearing a pencil skirt and I don’t have a spare 80K lying around, we went for a Jeep.
(*I say nearly impossible because I ride in the DM’s truck frequently. It isn’t easy to climb into a big, red monstrosity without running boards while wearing a skirt and heels, but I have mastered the technique. 1) Sacrifice all dignity, 2) Squeeze legs together tightly, 3) Place one hand on the seat, one hand on the door, 4) Hop upwards with as much force as you can muster, and 5) Use your arms to swing this inertia to the left and into the seat. Simple, right?)
There is some cruel irony to the fact that I waited until my commute shrunk from 1.5 hours to 15 minutes to get a vehicle with all-wheel drive, but I’m moving up in the world. No matter how slowly I get there.
From the dairy man’s perspective, now there is NO reason I can’t drive out into a field to turn off irrigators or chase a wayward cow. This baby’s built for off-roading. It also looks just dandy in front of a manure spreader.
Blast. I see a lot of car washes in my future.
3 thoughts on “Farewell Faithful Lumina, Hello Jeep”
There’s a high powered hose in the barn!
Congrats, Jessica……nice wheels! (Have to keep up with you on the blog now since you’re no longer working for the same organization.) I have driven 4 jeep cherokees over the years and hauled everything imaginable from hot wheels to “stuff” for my hubby’s hobby farming. Helpful hint: keep an old shower curtain rolled neatly behind the back seat. Saves a lot of scrubbing in the cargo area!!!
Thanks Holly! I’m loving the Jeep so far. And the shower curtain is a great idea – can I wrap my husband in it when I pick him up from the field? 😉