I get my Little Car back today!!! I'm leaving work between 1:30-1:45, picking up Steve at home, going to the Bump Clinic to get Little Car, then to Hertz to return the rental.
Super excited to be getting my car back. I always thought this notion was dumb before, but I completely feel like we bond with our cars. I'm serious here, and it didn't hit me until the day of the accident. Once I realized that Steve and I were OK, part of the emotion (you know, besides "I can't believe I just hit someone and got in an accident") was that I felt bad that I "hurt" the Corolla. Now, when you think about it for a minute it's kind of silly, because it's just a car and it doesn't have feelings. But when I saw the pictures that Steve took the day it got towed over to the Bump Clinic I couldn't help but think that it looked so sad.
Look at the front of a car sometime with a different eye. The grill on a car is kind of like a smile (or a frown, or a "grrr" face in the case of trucks). The headlights on either side look like a pair of bright eyes, completing the face. There's a picture that Steve took where Little Car looks like a smaller woman that got into a barroom brawl with a bodybuilder. I had a tear when I saw that picture, I'm not even going to lie.
I don't know what it is, but I know that there are a lot of people out there who agree with me on at least some level - you bond with your car. Especially if it's one that you picked out, that you like, and that you enjoy driving. I never bonded with my Buick and was not sad to see it go when we got the Corolla. But the thought that Little Car could have been totalled just kind of put a knot in my stomach. Almost like the loss of a pet, which again is just totally silly because it's a CAR! It's just a THING! It's replaceable!
Does anyone have any idea why we bond with our cars like this????
Well either way... Steve got the call yesterday that Little Car is all set and fixed and ready to be taken back on the road. And I'm super excited about it.
Friday, September 21, 2007