My Classic Body.

I’m getting maintenance heavy.

If I had a dashboard attached to, let’s just say, my rear end.. there’d be some annoying warning light going off almost every month.

Check headlights– get mammo.

Check tail pipe– colonoscopy

Check air pressure– schedule bone density scan

Check engine– annual physical

Now that I think about it, the dashboard would need to be located somewhere other than my rear end or I’d have to ask for help reading it..

which reminds me:

Check navigation– time for new glasses!

Add to all of these dashboard alarms:

the flats,

the overheating,

the leaks,

the unexplained noises

and all that scary stuff that can leave you stranded on the side of the road fantasizing about your 35 year old neighbor’s Tesla.

It can get kinda depressing!

And while your better half may joke about trading you in for two new mustangs, the truth of the matter is plain to see:

This is your car – – FOR LIFE.

I’m learning that you can either curse and mistrust your ‘ride’ ..or you can wax it, buff it, keep it tuned and tenderly love it for the classic it is becoming.

I’m choosing to love it.