So I think the Great White North fried the air conditioning unit in my Accord. I didn’t notice until recently because, frankly, I didn’t need air conditioning.
However, once this hard heat started hitting Florida, the lack of a cooling system quickly became a huge issue. My quick 10 minute commute to and from work turned into a trip to the sauna. It was way beyond comfortable, and reached into the realm of extreme discomfort; so much so that the idea of running the car into a lake and hoping that I had GAP insurance to cover my losses seemed like a good idea.
In a passing comment, I told my dad the situation (and with the A/C gone, my passenger window motor just about gone and my driver’s window seal not properly working, it was obvious the fixes would cost more than the car was even worth) and an offer to help fix the A/C somehow quickly changed into the search for a new vehicle. It was a very surprising turn of events, and I still don’t truly believe it actually happened.
Three days later, and after looking through hundreds of used cars, the discussion turned to the thought of just purchasing a new car. With the help from a friend, we were fast on the road towards a brand new 2010 Honda Civic coupe.
Within twenty-four hours of the initial discussion, I was headed off to Tallahassee on Friday afternoon in a race against time to get to Proctor Honda before 7pm. With about 30 minutes to spare, and after a grueling four hour, sweat-drenched drive, I arrived at the dealership to meet up with Patrick and my parents. They had already begun the paperwork, and all I had to do was show a reading of my mileage and clean out the ole’ beater. And by 7:30pm, we were outta the place and on the road with my new ride.
I’m still incredibly shocked that everything happened the way it did, and INCREDIBLY thankful to my dad for doing this for me. It was a total shock, and part of me still can’t believe that it actually happened, however, that part of me is reminded that it is indeed a reality when I step outside, and sit into the comfy seat; in an interior just fuming with wonderful, cold air.
As for the car, I absolutely love it so far. I’m trying to get used to the oddly placed speedometer, and the emergency handbrake is a bit of a pain in my knee, but those are minor quips that will just take some getting used to. I’m so lucky to have a brand new car, and even luckier to have the dad that I’ve been given.
