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For the second time this month, my Malibu died. This time I was in town with a trunk full of frozen food. I thought the car was fixed but apparently not. So I called my husband who had been napping and he came to rescue me.
Now I have to take my car in to get fixed. I’d trade it in but I still have two years of payments on the damn thing. AND it has over 120,000 miles on it already. I still can’t believe how much I’ve driven it.
When I take it in tomorrow (and I’m keeping my fingers crossed that I make it) I’ll have them check the Auto air conditioning since that’s been feeling a little warm lately. Heck, may as well have them check for any funny leaks or odd noises, too. That car has to last me at least two more years.
I wonder how beat up it has to be to get those Pimp My Ride people to come and pimp my Malibu?
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