So. If you’ve read my blog before you know I can have a pretty bad base of road rage from time to time. If you live in the Atlanta area, you know why.
Back in January on one of my ridiculously long trips to work (I average an hour and 15 minutes on a good day) it was really sunny. Beautiful day. Of course, that meant terrible backups in the morning due to the sun shining in people’s eyes. I was coming into a left-hand turn lane to wait my turn when somebody pulled into the lane in front of me, causing me to skid to a stop. Angrily, I shoved my visor down (just a reaction, really), and when I did, the plastic on the inside cracked. Which I found out a few seconds later, is a pain in the ass when you’re trying to drive with a cracked visor, because all it does is hang down in my face. It doesn’t sit up and it doesn’t go forward enough to be out of my face. It just sits there. “Serves you right,” I thought to myself. So, I had to use some packaging tape that day to tape it to the roof my car so it wouldn’t hang in my face. It would only stick to the plastic lining on my sunroof (the cloth interior, as I learned, does not welcome tape).
I really, really need to get a new visor soon. Especially since I’ve come to terms with the fact that it’s much better for me to keep my car rather than sell it and get a new one during my (hopeful) family-starting days. So, I asked my handy little helper of a brother who knows most everything about cars I’d ever need to know, and he sent me some links for visors, amongst other things –
me: I had to ghetto-tape it to the sunroof
so it wouldn’t fall in my eyes
I cracked the plastic on the inside
me: could I put the visor on myself?
it looks pretty idiot-proof
just screws, right
I don’t much like driving into the sun in the mornings without it
me: i figure I need it because there’s no use selling it once I pay the car off, which is in like, 3 months
dont think about it, just do it.
That’s not conducive to babies, Bean
I can’t justify supercharging it, haha
Ian: your babies will love it
Ian: you can run to the baby store in half the time!
My friends (family) all drive Porsches, I must make amends.
Worked hard all my lifetime, no help from my friends,
So Lord, won’t you buy me a Mercedes Benz?
I don’t have a driver’s side mirror. What I do have is a psycho ex-boyfriend, though… which explains the mirror. It has been over 3 years and I have yet to replace it. Because I’m ghetto like that. And honestly, I don’t really miss it. (Or him, for that matter.) 🙂
I hate to say it, but I can SO relate to the road rage problem, and can completely see me breaking something in frustration like that. I live in a small town with hardly ANY traffic issues, too. I have no excuse.
Just today, I drove my husband back to his office after lunch, so I could keep the car, and I just about had a conniption! I burned off my entire lunch, just in frustration. Anyway, it’s a good thing I’m a freelancer and mostly stay home or walk to the cafe (and it’s one more reason for YOU to take the plunge and do freelancer!).
@kimjulie – Haha! Too funny.
@Kristin – That definitely sounds like something I’d do. And believe me, I want to plunge – it’s a matter of planning out my way to get there. 🙂