I’ve been driving my hubby’s car since last Friday. He had his brakes done recently and then proceeded to commute to work over the hill (either using Outpost, Laurel or Coldwater — all very, very curvy and hilly roads). Needless to say, his brakes started smoking because it was all too soon. Since he really has no other non-hilly or curve-free route to take, that left a car swap.
So yes, that means I’ve been driving the Civic. I know many folks just lurve their Hondas and their Civics. But I sure as hell am not one of them. I feel like I’m driving a cardboard box on roller skates. I hate being that close to the ground when my car isn’t sporty. I also hate how empty and noisy it sounds. So not a fan.
Normally, since I work from home on the my site and various other website, business stuff, I don’t go out much. Thing is, we can’t swap cars until his brakes have been driven for 200 or so miles (not counting the smoky driving he’s already done). So I’ve been going out of my way to drive places; Bristol Farms, a CVS miles away, Ralph’s one town over, the cupcake shop in Studio City (more on that later). Well, the car is officially over 250 miles (his work commute is less than 30 round trip) so I think we can finally switch cars. Thank God!
This also means that I can finally get the disaster kit stuff for our cars out of my car and package them up for both of our cars. It took me nearly 4 years to get our disaster kits ready (why I didn’t just buy one of the kits already made, I’ve no idea). But now we have everything but a bowl for water for the boys (Ikea here I come!).
Now I just need to decide (totally unrelated to my Civic rant) if I want to head on over to the local Stitch n Bitch tonight. The hubby will be out at the Kelly Willis show tonight, so I’m on my own. I’m still kind of bummed he never got me a ticket, but he said he’d be “doing business” with her manager and didn’t necessarily want me around for that. Understanding wife that I am, I guess I can understand that. So I ask, Stitch n Bitch tonight or just veg out in front of the TV? So many choices.