I didn't have to prepare for the day quite as early today. I didn't have to drive Gator Wife to her parttime job. She drove her own new car instead. Her old car, you may recall, was wrecked in an accident a week ago.
We only visited one dealership and it was a very pleasant experience. It was willing to provide us with a car at a price we were willing to pay and when the long afternoon was over, GW felt good about the experience. That, of course, is important.
In the "old days" we would have visited many different dealerships narrowing the choice down to one that was willing to meet our needs. But in GW's situation, she loved the all-wheel drive she used to have and simply wanted another one. There are two dealerships within a few minutes drive from our home and she absolutely refuses to even enter one of them because of a couple past experiences. So to get the car she wanted, we had to go to the other one.
The people there, all the way from the salesman to the manager were extremely friendly and helpful. The saleman, probably because of my advanced age, or perhaps because I told him during the discussion I had no clue on using Facebook, that I was computer deficient. I told him I did have a computer (and a Facebook page, too, only just didn't know what to do with it) so he gave me a lesson on how to research cars on the Internet to get the best price.
I didn't tell him I had already accomplished that research and was a little surprised he showed me many of the places I had already looked. His "fair" Internet price was within a few dollars of what I had entered the dealership planning to spend. That was quickly resolved.
So, about four hours after we entered the dealership (Patriot Subaru in Saco, ME), a very happy Gator Wife drove home in her new Outback. The old Gator Dude also drove home not quite as happily in his old, very old, car. He wants a new one, too!
One of the most exciting plays in football is the kickoff and punt return. I've been watching some of the pre-season games and that exciting play has all but been eliminated. In its collective wisdom, the NFL has changed to kick off to virually stop any runbacks. They've moved the kickoff to the 35 yard line allowing those powerful kickers to put it deep or out of the endzone. I'm surprised the NFL didn't simply place the ball at the 20 and say go for it. It's all in the name of "player safety," you understand.
We're in yet another weekend. The Gator Clan has few plans, except probably GW will spend some time learning about her new car. I haven't driven it yet; I wonder if she'll let me.
You have a super weekend.