For the last three or four years, I’ve driven a ’97 Mercedes e420. Bought it very used with 103,000 miles on it. Mere teenage years for a MB. Before that I drove a Jeep Grand Cherokee that was a …96? 98? Don’t remember. It was pretty much a piece of crap, but I loved it. It suited me and I would have driven that Jeep into the ground before I parted with it. But my husband hated it with a passion, wanted a decent car and there went my Jeep.
The problem with the e420 was that it was rear wheel drive. We don’t have RWD-car friendly winters around here, but it didn’t matter because my husband drove his work van all the time, which left me the pickup and its happy four-wheel-drive. There were winters I’d go two or three weeks without driving the e420.
Recently his occupational status changed (for the better) and now he’ll be commuting. In the truck. The nerve of him, wanting to drive his own truck! Since I don’t think the school would appreciate getting a phone call asking them to just keep my kid because I can’t get out of my own driveway, I had to find a cheap, used, but not crappy 4×4.
I had my heart set on a Jeep Grand Cherokee. It wouldn’t be the same as having my Jeep back, but I’d still be happy. Sadly, the ones in my price range were not good. Really not good. But I found a 2002 Toyota 4Runner with 154k miles on it, but it’s tight and sound and rust-free. Even though it wasn’t a Jeep, it was the responsible, adult choice to make.
To make me feel better, the Short Kid said, “Well, it’s kind of Jeepish.”
So this is the newest member of the Stacey family. Her name is Jeepish.