There's little like car shopping when it's -7 outside. But, after dropping off the kids at Mom and Dad's (thank you, guys!!!) we found ourselves at the third dealer we've gone to in this most recent search.
We spent something like two hours in an office clearly not built to be inhabited in the winter, huddled under an electric space heater. I figure it was about 50 inside. I'm very glad the kids were not with us.
But I now own a burgundy 2000 Nissan Sentra. It cost less than I'll be getting from the insurance company, although it'll need tires before summer so it isn't really a profit, per se.
One problem solved... lots and lots more to go.
Posted by fictionman at January 19, 2008 10:48 PM | TrackBack (0)