Now, I am going to be perfectly honest, I'm a bit freaked out about this. Driving an SUV? How could this happen?
Well, it's a long story. My Mom has always driven Jeep Cherokees. The one that she had was 10 years old and falling apart. My parents drive 4 wheel drives so that they can get up their insanely steep driveway. Since my parents are retired and watch my daughter while I'm at work, we bought my Mom a Jeep Liberty to replace her rusting car.
So, how did it come to te point that I would drive it? Well, the other night, my Dad came knocking on my door. He seemed concerned. He said that my Mom had concerns about climbing into the Jeep after her surgery and wondered if he could trade the Jeep for my lower Monte Carlo. So, of course, I could not turn him down, and we switched keys.
So, this morning, it sat in my garage mocking me. It looked like it was saying: "if you really want to go to work today, you're going to have to drive me!" So, I climbed up into the odd feeling little machine and started on my way into work. The ride was strange. The suspension bounces you around like you are bouncing on a couch. It sits up high looking down at those mere "cars", and I swear you can hear the sucking sound of gas as driving down the expressway at 70 mph. I tried to get away, but my seatbelt was too tight. I had no choice but to continue on to work.
Will there be more to this story? I think so. The SUV has asked me to meet it after work in the parking lot. I feel a little queasy about the whole idea, but I might just have to drive it home. We'll just have to see.....