Monday morning I went to the shop and waited about an hour and a half (which wasn't too bad because I was chatting with my parents on the phone most of the time) and when the man came out to tell me the diagnosis he said it was a leak in the radiator... which is what I already knew. Then he told me it would be about $900 for all the things I needed (a whole new radiator). I sat there and tried to keep a straight face like $900 was pocket change and I was like "Oh... okay. Can you talk to my dad?" So we called him up, I went into Receptionist Mode on the phone and he chatted with the auto technician. When I got back on the phone, my dad told me to get out of there as fast as I could.
I gave the technician some BS about talking it over with my dad and then scheduling an appointment later and took off, hoping my car wouldn't blow up. I talked with my dad some more and we decided to do it ourselves. So I bought a radiator for $65 and Dad is going to come down in a couple weeks and we can take care of it. We're such a great team.
Now I'm checking my coolant level every time I get in the car and filling it up with water. But as long as that saves me money, I'm willing to do it. Plus I look really cool working on the car in heels and a pencil skirt.
I would almost want a new car if the one I was driving now didn't look like this.
And the one before looked like this:
I think my next car is going to have to be a Camaro because I love them so much!
Maybe a little some thing like this: