Saga of the Car-less

It has been 1 month since my car died. When I say died, I mean that the engine totally seized up and needed to be entirely replaced. The cost would have been about 4 times more than the car was worth sooooo.......scrap heap for little neon.

Pictured: Not my car

As I was watching my little car get towed away a few thoughts went through my head. One was, "Oh, I forgot to take the steering wheel cover off." Another was that, "Great, it's like my best friend actually died." The reality was that I didn't have a job because I'd quit to go back to school. However, school had fallen through due to financial difficulties, (except for one class) and now I didn't even have a car. So, no money, no car, no classes, and no job.

Those of you who regularly get along without cars are probably going to laugh, but one thing that set in right away was a feeling of severe limitation in regards to my lifestyle. I was used to taking myself places, and now  it because a huge deal just to get myself to the store. I refused to be a mooch so I wouldn't ask for rides anywhere, just stayed home. It felt pretty awful.

One thing I decided was that being car-less gave me the right to mope. I figured, since I didn't have a car or a job, how could I be expected to really do anything? I lay around for about a week, moping and doing nothing other than the bare minimum. I applied for a few jobs, sure, but who would want to hire a car-less bum? Luckily, I still had one class to attend, and that finally got me moving. But I didn't have a car and how could anyone function without one?

Function I must soooo... I decided to learn to ride the bus. Disclaimer here, I absolutely hate the bus. It's loud, slow, smelly, and you have to share with other...interesting...people. On my first trip I got carsick (bus-sick?) and got left at the wrong stop. I had to wait an hour for the next bus, and then I got off a few stops too early by accident and ended up 3 miles from where I was supposed to be. At night. Alone. In the dark. With a heavy book bag. Luckily some random stranger rescued me after a mile of walking and drove me the rest of the way. The next time I had class I was able to figure it out and got off the bus in the correct spot at the correct time. I still hate the bus though.

After the bus, I discovered I could bike. Even if it was cold and winter, there are such inventions called a coat and gloves. I also discovered I could ask people for rides. Who'd have thought? Some will even go so far as to lend you their car for a trip. Weird, but people do a lot for a tank of gas these days.

Once I realized that there were other methods of transportation out there, I learned some interesting things. For one, it was pretty much my fault for feeling stuck, as there were plenty of options for travel that don't consist of you having your own, personal car. Second, people are actually quite nice and willing to help you out. Especially if you can be a bit flexible and provide good conversation. Third, I learned, and am still learning, patience. Also assertiveness. Last; if there's a will there's a way, and I'm darned if I haven't missed a single class even without a car. Late sure, but always there!

Pictured: My new car

I still don't have a car. But I'm getting by. I have been surprised by people's kindness and hope I can repay it someday. Not having a car is no excuse for not accomplishing something. I think that applies to pretty much everything in life. It's been hard for me to realize, it's easy to tell myself that I can mope around because I don't have a car or job and just wait for something to happen. That's not how life works though. Car-less, jobless, even money-less, you'll figure out what you need to progress if you can open your mind a bit and diligently work.

Hopefully soon I'll find a job and a dilapidated piece of junk that still works and can transport me. Until I do, I'll keep learning from this state of being. After all, not having a car is actually a perfect excuse to get that cute guy (or gal) to give you a ride :)

For Sale: One Dinky Truck

For Sale: One Dinky Truck

1986 Ford Ranger

Manual Transmission

Normally $1000, but for this week only 85% off!

May extend discount into other weeks depending on interest

A great car for those people who love little trucks, or the teenger that wants a car they can personalize! 

Can't drive a manual transmission? That's okay, FREE LESSONS INCLUDED WITH PURCHASE!

Has a beautiful natural coloration and purposely weathered appearance, known as intentional distressing

This state of the art 2 door short-bed pickup comes in Gray and Light Blue, with some authentic rust spots around the edges, tire chains will be included with purchase!

• Brand new Battery
• New Steering rods
• Recently Installed Carpeting
• Newish Rear Passenger Tire
• Recent oil change
• Runs wonderfully!

Has a state of the art squeaky heater, with newly refurbished North Dakota Air conditioning! 

Has manual windows, great for those interested in getting a mini-workout while they drive!

Also included with two seat belts on the bench seat, so you can drive in relative saftey!

 Has a tape player and a radio, you must provide your own antenna.

If interested, please email ccapron@live.com

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If you can't tell, I'm looking to get a new car. I've been driving a car that's older than I am since I was 16. Don't get me wrong, old cars are great learning tools! Your parents aren't worried about you wrecking the car, because the car is 'totaled' every time it needs an oil change. You can learn how to change the oil, battery, alternator, air filter, brake fluid, and master cylinder and if you get it wrong, who cares, it's an old car. (I have actually done all of these, But, it's time to sell my current one, and progress on to another slightly younger yet still old car.

I first owned a 2 door hatchback 1986 Mazda. It was a little tin can that rattled when you drove it and had a habit of losing the oil pan cover, so it would drag along leaving a trail of sparks wherever I went. It finally decided to give up the ghost when I was traveling down to Laramie for my last year of school, I limped it there to my apartment parking lot where it sat for 4 months. I occasionaly would push it to a different parking spot just so it would look like someone was driving it. I jumped it and drove it home of Christmas break, replaced the alternator, and drove it back. I went to Utah over Spring Break, where the alternator died again, and was subsequently replaced. I sold that car for $700, to some guy that hopefully loves to fix cars as much as I hated it.

The little Ranger I currently drive was abandoned in a parking lot at the church. It went from the Bishop to our neighbors, who finally asked us to take it, and when I was reluctant they drove it to our yard, parked it where it promptly got a flat tire, and left it for 2 months. Back at home after graduation, I decided to fix it up and did some fiberglass work on the floor (because I didn't fancy dragging my feet on the road). After a little bit of work it's ready to go. It is a bit of a police magnent though, I suppose any old car in Utah looks suspicious, because no one drives a car with rust holes if they can help it. That's another story through, good news is it won't ever go fast enough to get you pulled over for speeding, it's solid so if you do get in an accident it's the other guys car that will be totaled. I have a feeling that this car will last until the engine decides to drop out. That said, have a great day and if you need a dinky truck, give me a shout!