Well, I’d like to start by publicly apologizing for neglecting my duties of late. I have fallen quite behind in facebook, google chat, and even Hannah Montana time (which is akin to sacrilege)! Not to mention my newly minted blog, which once created started staring at me as just another neglected responsibility… oh boy!Luckily I have a legitimate excuse (equivalent to school-excused absences, which you will recall were of the highest order), but before I come clean about my embarrassing little project which has kept me sneaking around in my white incognito hat all week for fear of discovery, I’d like to say that when I deferred my start date at PwC I never envisioned the entrepreneurial activities I’d be engaged in this fall… my own little foray into used car sales!
So if you can’t tell from the pics, I sold my family’s beloved Cadillac. However, judging by the enthusiasm created by getting rid of it, maybe it wasn’t so beloved after all. I know my friends were always embarrassed when I picked them up in it (Lauren in particular), and I myself wondered if there would be a correlation between my parents owning a Cadillac and pre-maturely needing hip replacements… because honestly, what couple under 50 owns a Caddy?
The scary thing being how much my mom really did enjoy “its smooth ride,” especially considering how she stumbled upon it at one of her favorite Saturday-
afternoon auction/estate sales and bought it without either seeing it or consulting with my dad before out-bidding her competition of geriatrics.Alas, adieu to such a wonderful car—even if I never was able to appreciate it for what it was… a real beaut!
*After some debate and inner turmoil as to how to spell ‘beaut,’ Steph supported my decision to go with this spelling… so I’d like to express my thanks to her—not only an ideal friend to raise cats and crochet with, but a spelling consultant as well!
