Tuesday, June 8, 2004
Life is happening so fast lately. I can barely keep up. I'm still mid-car-search. And I was having fun for about a minute. But this has become the most tedious, time-consuming, energy-sucking process of the year.
Currently I'm driving a rental car because I am too afraid to get stranded in the Mighty-Mighty Escort with 5 or 6 dogs in tow! And now, thanks to this rental car, I know for sure I do not want a tan interior! Every speck of dirt and dog hair shows like Venus on the sun this afternoon!
I've been to a few auto dealers, through many online listings, a bank, an advisor. I've called on friends and I've researched every possible car I could imagine. Ask me anything about the Honda CR-V. I can tell you the available colors, options, styles. Great on gas. Decent price tag. I'm tempted to get a brand new model. But I'm hoping to get an '02 or '03 pre-owned.
Of course, I've become really particular about the options. Makes for difficult pre-owned buying. I want black exterior and gray interior, keyless entry, tinted windows [very important for doggie comfort in summer], and I'd like running boards but they're not a deal-breaker. It seems everyone who buys a CR-V keeps it. Pre-owned is hard to come by. That's a good sign. But not good news for me at this very moment.
Since all this research, I've been hellbent on the CR-V. I dropped the Toyota 4Runner from the list when I was reminded of its very low gas mileage. But today, my advisor-person told me about a 4-cylinder 4Runner. It would be better on gas than the 6-cylinder. And now I'm torn.
But I'm only torn because the exact pre-owned CR-V I want isn't available. And I can't drive a rental car for much longer. Meanwhile, the Mighty-Mighty Escort sits untouched in the parking garage - while the rental and I search the city streets for parallel parking. WHAT am I going to do with my current car?
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I watched half a DVD last night before I conked out. I hope to get the rest in tonight so I can return it and have another one delivered to collect dust with the rest!
I'm not sure what's happening but when I was at the dogpark today I squatted to the ground for a moment. When I stood up, I thought the sun was going in - or clouds were forming. But then I realized, I was getting dizzy. I had to brace myself sturdy on the ground - like a surfer - just to keep from falling over.
All of my protein fixes are in my car ... not the rental car! Luckily, a fellow dogwalker had a spare Zone bar for me. Shaking to the core, I ate it as consciously as I could. Usually that gives my blood sugar levels the boost they need, until I get home to have a meal. It helped temporarily. But less than an hour later I found myself wobbling as I was walking. It was all I could do to stay upright at Trader Joe's. The outer edges of my vision were darkened. My equilibrium is just...off.
I came home and ate half a salad before I choked on the salad dressing. Literally, my eyes were tearing and I was gasping for breath. Amazing how a tiny drop of liquid can rub my throat the wrong way. I coughed and gagged long enough for my throat to still hurt from the experience. I figured that was a sign that I'd had enough salad.
I was determined to keep this car search going [time is money] so mid-choke I called the advisor's number, thinking I'd leave a message. But she answered. And when she asked how I was I could barely speak. I cleared my throat and coughed some more and said, "I'm choking, but other than that, I'm great." Then I laughed ... at my own insanity.
Later I tried napping because I could hardly keep my head up anymore. But I couldn't sleep. I tossed and turned - just like I've been doing every night for the past six weeks.
I'm really hoping it's just stress. But to be sure, I made an appointment with my doctor. [okay DiAnne?]