Hey congratulations!! Looking forward to the details tomorrow.
We left at 9:15. Returned at 6:15.
With a car. (A Kia Soul. Beige.)
We're exhausted, but happy. It will be nice to have reliable transportation, we can afford the payment, we manage to avoid most of the extras, and think the ones we did get are worth it.
But, boy! Such an ordeal.
I will now slouch on the sofa and watch tv for the rest of the evening.
Oh, and I stayed primal, food-wise. Woefully short on water, but them's the breaks.
Sorry to be so dull about it all, but I feel like I can barely think. I will be more descriptive tomorrow.
Hey congratulations!! Looking forward to the details tomorrow.
Those are such cute cars. Congrats!
You've all probably bought a car in your time, so I won't go into how excrutiating the process is, except to tell you I had a dream last night, of being trapped in a room with people talking deals at me.
Enough said there.
I enjoyed the freedom of zipping to the store last night with Littlest, so she could get a present for her Secret Santa. I'm going to try and keep up with using the bike for errands as much as I can, but WOW! I loved getting there in three minutes.
There was a scary moment yesterday, when Honey and I almost fell in love with a car.
We mostly want a car for transport. About 1% of the whole deal is liking the car for its looks. But when we went to the Dodge dealer, and saw the new Dart (in orange!) I got a very flustery feeling. I WANTED that car. I would no longer be the suburban mom in that Dart, I would be sexy Sabine, zipping up the highway.
Luckily, we talked ourselves out of it. It was about $6,000 more than the others, and though we could have afforded it, we are wanting to save our extra money, not send it towards a car payment. We talked, and were responsible (though I think each of us was hoping the other would INSIST, so they could give in! ), and stayed within our budget.
And got a Soul. We like it. It drives nicely, looks good(looks a notch better than we can afford, which makes us feel good, without feeling ostentatious), and has the space and gas mileage we want. I think we'll get good use out of it.
But, oh, that Dart. If things go well, I can see us getting that as a second, splurge car, someday.
In the orange, naturally!
This morning I tried the detox bath that has been zipping around the journals the last few days. Epsom salts, baking soda, and ginger. I think Kymma was the instigator.
At first it just felt like a regular bath, nice, relaxing, but nothing to get worked up about. I purposely made it a little cooler than I usually take my warm baths.
Then, fifteen minutes into it, sweat started pouring out of me, and I felt a little nauseous.
So, I think it worked.
I'm slightly headachy now. Trying to drink plenty of water to help things along.
I will be interested to see if there are any additional effects as the day goes on.
Up at midnight read for two and a half hours, back to sleep, then up at 6:30
1/2C stir fry veg
1:00 steak fajita meat with
onions and peppers
sour cream, guacamole, cheese
6:30 a little tuna salad
3 slices turkey with cream cheese
no walking to speak of, much sitting
Water: 4 glasses
Bed at 9:00
Congratulations, Car Owner. Although College Son (formerly Car Salesman Son) would be bitterly disappointed that you passed on the Dart. And he could probably spend half an hour telling me why you shouldn't have.
When we go car shopping, it is the salesmen who have nightmares afterwards. I swear, DH can practically reduce them to tears. I leave the room, I just can't bear it. On our last car, the dealership took a loss... The afore-mentioned DS does not approve of his methods. One of his methods that I can bear is the silent treatment. Brochures have been pressed into his hand, spiels have been made, the hovering salesmen are trying to get him to nibble. "What do you think?" they say. He sighs as if he is bearing the burdens of the world, and stares intently and meditatively at the brochures, pondering his response. For a long time. They get nervous and start sweetening the deal.
I keep seeing this detox bath mentioned. What is the "recipe"? What are we trying to accomplish?
5'2", 55 years, Primal since April. Pre-Primal weight loss, from 216.6 to 157.8
Primal low: 140.2 (Dec. 3) Goal weight: 135?
Main Primal goal: beating back my CFS enough to function more normally and start writing again
More and more, our life has been governed by specialists, who know too little of what lies outside their province to be able to know enough about what takes place within it.
- Lewis Mumford
My methods for vehicle buying (granted, I've only bought one) vary from "innocent little girl" to "squeezing the turnip." I'll go in when they have some asinine sale going on, bringing the price before haggling down to something reasonable. We'll look around; take a test drive; I'll pretty much have my heart set on one and have the salesperson eating out of my hand; then we'll leave while talking openly about visiting the competition. We'll do that with two or 3 dealerships and narrow it down to the one we actually want. The next day, we come back to whatever dealer it was. When he makes this big deal out of us not going with the competition, I reply with the sweet little southern girl "I chose the place that seemed to be the nicest people with the best deal." They'll make me some lowball deal, I'll shake my head sadly and ask if that's the best they can do or say "I really can't swing that, I may need a used car." Once I've cheaped them down to the lowest price they can make on the vehicle, I start asking about discounts and deals and interest rates. After I've milked them for every applicable discount I can get (including the recent college grad one, in that case), and gotten them down as low as they'll go on total costs, gimmes, and extras, I haggle 'em down on the interest and wave away any "special" deals that mean paying more in the long run. I got my car for 3/4 the "list" price, a freakishly low interest rate, and they threw in some nice bonuses. Nobody expects the Spanish Inquisition, especially not from the woman that looks like she's still in high school.
We did something similar with the house. We lowballed the estimate, found out they were desperate, and ran with it. After several threats to back out (to which they replied by lowering the cost or agreeing to pay all fees), we got the house for $25k less than asking and they paid all closing costs, escrows, and all that jazz.
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Kymma had a link to the webpage that did an article about the bath, but you know me, I don't do that high-tech stuff! So here's the recipe she gave:
Into a warm running bath pour 1 cup epsom salts, 1-2 cups baking soda, 1T-1/2C ground ginger. Add aromatherapy oils(the ones meant for the bath-very important!) if desired, about 20 drops. Soak for 40 minutes. Drink plenty of water before during, and after. Wrap yourself in towels right after, to keep the sweats going.
Oh, that Dart! I think it has become my dream car. I haven't had a dream car since high school!
When you are talking those big tickets items, it is worth every bit of bargaining you can do. Not just for the purchase amount you save yourself, but all the interest. Now that I've seen Naiad in person, I believe that she can pull off Sweet Little Southern Girl pretty well!
Last edited by Sabine; 12-02-2012 at 02:57 PM. Reason: Pebbles' excellent observation