Tuesday, September 1, 2009

Just one more neurotic thing about me

So, I always knew that I was kind of a nerd. I don’t mean in general (although perhaps I am), but specifically, for today’s topic, I’m talking about my car.

You see, when I was younger, my dad had this thing about “not putting miles on the car.” I never understood that – it’s a car, it’s supposed to have miles on it, right? I mean, you drive a car, you don’t let it sit in your driveway while you take the bus.

Apparently, I have morphed into my dad over the years. I knew that I get very nervous putting more miles on my car; I do after all keep track of my miles, like many of you probably do. However, I don’t keep track of miles per tank to see how many miles per gallon I get. Nope, I did that in the beginning, but my car is old enough now I know how many miles it gets. No, I keep track of how many miles I drive each month, and then I compare those miles to the month before.

Like this month, I only drive 1080 miles. That’s a lot, yes, but last month it was 1572. A few months ago, before I moved back out to suburbia, I put MAYBE 500-600 miles per month on my car. Ah, those were the days.

Anyway, I know that I’m getting a little anal about mileage. My car is getting older (8 years at the end of this month!), and I worry about things breaking now that it’s getting up there.

I guess I didn’t realize just how anal I was getting about mileage. You see, last week my car turned over to 100,000 miles. A historic event, so I took a picture of the mileage with my phone (after all, it’ll never hit 100,000 miles again, right?). See the picture:

Well, I was scrolling through the other pictures on my phone, and I found this one. I guess maybe I was worried I’d miss 100,000?

Then of course, I scrolled back a little further and found this one. I don’t even remember taking this.

I think I’m getting a little out of control. I won’t tell you just how many pictures I took at 100,000 miles to get “just the right angle” where the sun wasn’t hitting it.

1 comment:

  1. I wouldn't say "nerd" so much as "weird," at least for a girl. I'm sure your brother will think this is awesome. :)


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