99,999

  

I couldn't help but notice while driving home yesterday, that my sweet lil blue car was at 99,999 miles.

I remember driving it off the lot with 7 miles on it.

It made me think about all the things I have gone through in that car and how much my life has changed while owning it.

 

• I bought it knowing I was leaving a(n) shitty unhealthy relationship and moving to Texas.
• It took me to the first house I ever lived in by myself.
• After not finding what I was looking for there, it took me to Hobbs where I would take an awesome career opportunity and live for 3 years (before meeting the love of my life y'all).
• It's taken me to Colorado, Ft. Worth, Tulsa, and many, manyyyyy places in between.
• It demolished a deer and kept me safe in the process!
• It took me 100's of miles of driving back and forth to visit my sweet new boyfriend.
• It moved me yet again... this time to be with my new boyfriend for good (who would later become my husband).
• It's put up with me singing at the top of my lungs on a daily basis, believing I truly am the equivalent of Miranda Lambert.
• It's seen me in every state of mind possible...

No, it's not the prettiest thing, but who cares?  I for one think there are far more important things in life than 'things'.  It's mine, I worked for it, it's fun to drive, it was cheap, and it's served every purpose I've ever needed it to.  I only use it as a work car now, but I pray I get another 100,000 miles on it... fingers crossed!

Oh... and you can fit a shiz-load of cases of beer in the back.  Should one ever need to!  =)