Baby, It's Cold Outside, Part Five

As I pulled on to the highway, I couldn't help but feel like I was doing something I shouldn't be doing. You know, like driving a car I shouldn't be driving with a guy I shouldn't be talking to. But that feeling disappeared in mere seconds as I switched into 3rd gear and experienced driving the cute little sporty thing.

My phone rang. It was SG.

"Where are you?"

"Where am I? What do you mean, where are you?" I said.

"I'm just wondering what you're up to. What you're doing."

I had no choice but to 'fess up. I needed to change gears and couldn't do it with the phone in my hand. "Hang on a sec while I put the phone down.... okay, I'm back... I'm driving the cute little sporty thing on the ring road with a sales guy sitting beside me. Why?"

"How's it handle? Do you like it?"

Uhmmm hello?? Did he just ask me if I liked it? "SG, it's awesome. It really is. It handles like a dream, it's gripping the road so well that I'm doing 100 and can barely feel the bumps and it blows good heat and th...."

I was interrupted. "Okay, good. Call me when you get back to the dealership."

Twenty minutes later we were back. There was absolutely no doubt in my mind that I was going to buy this car. I wanted the cute little sporty thing, in red, and I wanted it right now. This minute. Get it ready!

The only problem was, they didn't have the cute little sporty thing in red. Just grey. Yuck. The nephew did a search and found one for me in Calgary. To get it transported would take time, and more money and well, we all know how patient I am....I was not waiting.

What now?

To be continued...

Merry Merry!!