Car Abuse

by Heligirl on April 16, 2010

in Daily Ramblings

If my poor car was a child, I’d be in jail and it would be in protective custody.

I bought my 2009 Rav 4 Limited (loaded with all the Mommy-loving stuff like power seat, tushie toaster, sunroof, XM radio (which they were supposed to turn off after three months but they must have forgotten), rear view camera (displays in the rear-view mirror), and smart-key (where all I have to do is touch the door and it unlocks if the key is on me, which is mighty handy for a Mommy of two with only two hands). It came in a special sparkly white color. I named it Edward, because he sparkles in the sunlight. See what I did there?

But Edward was with me a whole four weeks before I backed him into the garage before the door was all they way open and effectively busted off the roof mounted antenna. Luckily, they determined I didn’t break the seal and only needed to order a new screw in antenna for something like $60 bucks.

The new antenna.

Then, in wrestling with the freaking stroller in my over-stuffed one-car garage, I scratched and dented his back left quarter panel. CRAP!

Car butt scratch.

As if that wasn’t enough, last week I was backing him into the garage and was so focused on getting enough room on the right side to get Mr. Man out, that I didn’t notice I was getting kind of close on the left until “THUNK!” I hit the side-view mirror on the side of the garage door jam, bending it back. Luckily it is designed to do that. But I hit it just right that the fancy-schmancy turn signal light located on the side view mirror broke. And now that it’s cracked, there is an annoying whistling sound whenever I drive more than 20 miles per hour.

It's little, but the big noise scares off deer.


I’d normally just ignore it. No one is going to see that crack. But I hear the bloody thing. What’s that going to set me back? Or should I consider the car now equipped with a whistling deer deterrent?

And all this at a time when Toyota isn’t having such a good run of it and the price of my car goes the way of the sewer. Not that I plan to sell him any time soon. He’s been the perfect car for our family, not too big, but big enough to carry our crap and big enough to keep me from having to buy a minivan. Though that may happen when the kids are older and we have to start hauling friends.

Yes, it’s not been a good year for poor Edward. Thank goodness there isn’t a Car Protective Service.


Apparently P April 16, 2010 at 12:49 pm

Poor Edward! Historically I have always named my cars too and just realized that my Rav4 (a limited ’07, but not as fancy as yours) doesn’t have a name. Maybe that’s why I had such a string of bad luck with it. In a span of a few months I had three accidents — two totally stupid on my part. Hmmm… is it too late to name a car you’ve had for close to 3 years?

Heligirl April 16, 2010 at 6:41 pm

I love it! Thanks so much! It’s never too late to name your car. I bet it has more personality now that you know it so well. Perhaps Sir Puts Up With A Lot? I know Edward most likely wants a name like Give Me Up Already.

Laura Jane April 16, 2010 at 6:57 pm

This post cracks me up! My car is abused, too. I liked to pretend I was going to keep it vacuumed and clean of garbage when I bought it, but then I had a kid and it all went to hell!

Heligirl April 16, 2010 at 7:47 pm

Oh Laura Jane, I hear you girl. I didn’t even mention how sad the interior is. My pre-kid cars were so well cared for they looked practically new when I sold them. Not so much for poor Edward.

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