How to Quit Facebook… or Not

Let’s face it, we are a planet addicted to Facebook.  You see people sitting there on the bus, on the train, in the library, on the sideline of their children’s sports event, across from the dining table in a restaurant, swiping up and down, living vicariously through other people’s lives.  You recognize that Facebook-blue on people’s mobiles and laptops, and you know they are checking their status updates.  You get excited when you see the red number on the top right corner, indicating how many alerts or messages you have.  When life is happening, you are at the ready with your mobile, photo-journaling the process, while pondering in your head how best to caption these photos.  What started out as a fun, online resource for sharing with friends and acquaintances had become the main way we socialize.  Instead of talking to our friends,  we comment on their posts.  When I felt the earthquake the other day, my first instinct was to check the Facebook feeds to see if my friends felt it, too.  When Plumster crushed a particularly worthy challenge, I am not immune to post my pride… then check incessantly to see how many of my friends and family reacted to my post.  When I talked (as in, ahem, face-to-face) to one of my friend the other day and asked her how she was, she retorted, “you didn’t see my post on Facebook?”  I mean, do we now have to study up on people’s Facebook updates before talking to them like we do before a job interview?

After the 2016 Presidential Election, with the foreign-sponsored Facebook bots terrorizing and undermining our democracy, I began to take a harder look at HOW I was using this supposedly fun social network.  I realized that I had become increasingly reliant on Facebook trending news.  I click on friends’ posts to read up on everything they care to share.  All the sensational news of the day.  I donate money to links that friends shared.  I share stories and posts I read.  I engage in political debates, sometimes even with complete strangers.   In other words, I have become an ideal Facebook customer.  When I see friends, I know what vacations they take; if they have insomnia the night before; what television show they watch.  But then what is left for us to talk about when we actually see each other?

Quick, I thought, I needed to do something about this.  At the wake of the Cambridge Analytica scandal, I decided to quit Facebook, cold turkey style… or so I thought!  You see, Facebook doesn’t really let you off the hook so easily.  Like a drug dealer, they ask you, what’s wrong?  Why don’t you like it anymore?  Maybe you could just take some time off, and come back, say 7 days?  Could you tell us why you are quitting?  Like a friend, they helpfully offer ways that can help you cut down the consumption of this drug called Facebook.

Here is my five step program that is ongoing and I hope you find this useful, if you have the same addiction.

First and foremost, you’ve got to have the courage and clear mind to admit that you have a problem.  Does your mind wonder to your phone and your finger itch to click that app open to check people’s comments?  Even when the moment is not right.  Say, your child is sitting there right in front of you?  Even when say, your spouse is TALKING to you?  Yes?  Yes,  then you do have a problem.

Ok, now that you admit it, decide on how you want to quit.  Do you want to quit cold turkey?  Or wean yourself off slowly?  If you want to quit cold turkey, more power to you!  Facebook gives you an option to quit for a set period of time and you can log back on after the set days, and nothing would be lost, no hard feelings.  Judging from the number of posts and the memory I shared, I decided that perhaps I should do a trial of separation first.

Once you decide to down shift or quit on Facebook, the first thing you need to do  is to delete that Facebook app from your mobile phone.  Pronto!  Stat!  Get that drug off your phone.  Limit your access.  This way you are not carrying that drug in your purse, in your jeans pocket, taking it everywhere with you.  It’s like carrying a pack of cigarette in your pocket while trying to quit smoking.  Or a bottle of wine while trying to quit drinking.  This way, even if you have a weak moment, or a particularly good or horrific news you want to share, you can only check it on your laptop, or using the web browser version on your mobile, which is kind of cumbersome and clunky and does not entice you to stay any longer than necessary.

During my week of trial of separation, I felt… unencumbered and free!  Surprisingly, I did not have withdrawal symptoms.  I thought I’d be longing to check up on people’s lives, but with the app off my mobile, it was easy to not want to.

At the end of my separation period, I realized that I needed to check in on Facebook status from Plum’s school groups.  Parents share important school updates on the various private groups that we belong to.  Without the real-time updates, I would have missed the school trip reminder, on the day of the trip, where they reminded us that we had to be in school 25 minutes earlier than usual.

With the decision to stay, I have to make some provisions here.  My phone is still off limits for the Facebook app.  I refuse to get back in too deep this time around.  Next, to limit the feeds I read, the arguments I would inadvertently get myself into, and the internal struggles I create when I post certain things, I cleaned up my friends list.  Take an honest inventory of your friends list and choose quality over quantity.  After the 2016 election, I became warry of people on my friend’s list that I knew who voted for a certain candidate.  I worry about what they think of my posts and my political views.  How could they possibly voted for a candidate who essentially does not give a damn about people like me: a woman who immigrated from a foreign country who is non-white, who relied on a functional public school system and government funded merit scholarships to get to where she is today.  These people are basically telling me, I don’t care about people like you; whether or not people like you exist does not matter to me; or worse, maybe they wish people like me did not come to this country in the first place.

While you are cleaning your Facebook house, go through the app list that is linked to your Facebook account.  Delete any app you do  not want linked to your Facebook account.  You’ll be surprised how many apps are linked to your Facebook account.  Those fun questions you answered?  Those merchants you clicked to make online purchasing easier with just one click?  The character from Game of Thrones that best describe you?  I did not even know how most of these accounts got linked to my Facebook account.  But here they were.  Delete.  Delete.  Delete.  The more apps you delete, the less profiling Facebook has a handle on you.  This entire cleansing process felt cathartic.

Last but not least, allow yourself a set amount of time to linger in your Facebook account.  Once you are done reading, log out.  The active process of having to use a password to log in and out helps in cutting down the temptation of just taking a peek during any downtime you might have.

In short, here are my five step process in living my life in real-time in a Facebook-free life.  I am not saying you need to quit completely, but be free of it spiritually and emotionally.

  1. Admit you have a problem.
  2. Decide on how you want to down shift: quit cold turkey or a trial of separation?
  3. Delete the phone app on your mobile.
  4. Cleanse your lists: friends, apps, groups.
  5. Allow yourself a set amount of time and log out when you are done.
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The Truth About Turning Gray… From Someone Who’s Turning Gray

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You know how people say not to pluck your gray hair?  Sure, being natural is beautiful.  Sure, having gray does give you that certain aura of wisdom.  Yada yada and all that jazz.  But let’s face it, the gray hair is usually that one lone eye-sore.  Sometimes it even has a different texture that is just annoyingly daring you to pluck it out.

But whatever you do, DO. NOT. PLUCK. IT. OUT.

Yes, the initial satisfaction of getting rid off that eye-sore is quite fulfilling.  Yes, your head will look like it’s returned to normal.  But only TEMPORARILY!  Because guess what?  Once that gray hair grows back, you don’t just have that gray eye-sore, you now have a SHORT. SPIKY gray eye-sore.  And if you pluck out a bunch of it?  Well, the cactus I saw today at Trader Joe’s kinda, sorta reminded me of the head of someone I knew my whole life.

Just sayin’

You are welcome.

P.S. Yes, instead of growing out my bangs, I am now growing out my grays.

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EATS: Poké Bowl

When I stopped by the farmer’s market this weekend, the fishmonger had beautiful cuts of ahi (yellow fin) tuna.   Normally, I would either make sushi with it, or sear it lightly and top it with a dash of ponzu.  But tonight, I was in the mood for something a little more flavorful.  Maybe it’s because Spring is finally here!  I wanted something bright and refreshing.  After a quick brainstorming and cross-referencing (especially this one), here is my version of Poké Bowl:

EATS: Poké Bowl

Makes about 4 bowls

Ingredients:

  • 2lb sashimi-grade fish: ahi tuna, salmon, cut into cubes

  • 1 shallots, thinly sliced
  • 3 scallions, both green and white parts, thinly sliced
  • 2-3 jalapeno, thinly sliced
  • 2Tsp mirin rice wine
  • 4 Tsp sesames seed oil
  • 6Tsp low sodium soy sauce

  • Juice of a lime

For the rest of the bowl (really, just add anything you want to include in your bowl):

  • 1 English cucumber, sliced to the same size as the fish
  • 1 avocado, sliced to the same size as the cucumber
  • seaweed salad, from Japanese food market
  • dry seaweed, for garnish, Momofuku Noodle Bar style (see picture below)
  • Sushi rice, the same as this post

Steps:

  • Make the sushi rice

  • While the rice is cooking, mix the sauce including mirin rice wine, sesame seed oil, and low sodium soy sauce in a 1:2:3 ratio.
  • Add the sliced shallots, scallion and – if you like spicy -jalapeno, and mix all ingredients well
  • Add the cubed fish, then the lime juice, mix well, and let chill in the refrigerator
  • In the meantime, cut up the rest: avocado, cucumber, carrots.  Or toast some sesami seeds.  It’s really whatever you want!
  • Divide the rice into bowls , and in my case, I set the spread out on the dining table to let everyone put their own bowl together (see picture above).  Therefore at this point, dinner is ready!
  • Here is my bowl, with a side of miso soup:

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EATS: Weeknight Spaghetti with Clam

I love my musselssea bass, and Japanese sea bass.  But clams are my unsung heroes of seafood.  When I go to Italian restaurants, I always get their spaghetti alle vongole.  Clams are easier to handle than oysters or mussels.  Once cooked, the briny juice recalls the ocean sea breeze.  Spaghetti with clam is fast, tasty and doesn’t require too much advanced planning beside putting the live clams in a bowl of water to let the sand come out the night(s) before.  The prep time takes less than 10 minutes, and cooking time takes less than 15 minutes.  Perfect for a weeknight dinner.  The only thing is that MK and I have been on a healthy eating kick, so we reserve alcohol consumption to weekends only.  Here is my spaghetti with clam sauce with an Asian twist, no opening of a bottle of dry white required:

EATS: Spaghetti with Clam

Makes 2 servings

 Ingredients:

  •  1.5lb clam, cleaned and scrubbed and desanded
  •  a packet of dry spaghetti
  •  1/2 cup Mirin rice cooking wine
  •  2 shallots, thinly sliced
  •  7-8 cloves of thinly sliced garlic
  •  a bunch of Italian flat parsley, roughly chopped
  •  a pad of unsalted butter
  •  2 Tsp olive oil
  • salt and red chili to taste

 Steps:

  •  Cook spaghetti in a salted boiling big pot of water until it’s ALMOST cooked through
  •  In a medium heated pan, pour in olive oil, then butter
  •  Sauté shallots first, then add in garlic until shallots are translucent and the kitchen smells fragrant, about 1.5-2 minutes.
  • Add the mirin rice cooking wine and let it become bubbly, about 30 seconds
  • Add the clams, taking care to shake off water and any remaining sand
  • Cover the pan and let the clam cook, for about 2min
  • By now, the spaghetti should be done around the same time
  • Open the cover of the pan, and discard any unopened clam.  They were probably diseased and you don’t want to eat them.
  • Add the spaghetti straight into the pan and mix
  • Add the parsley for taste and garnish
  • With the briny juice from the clam and the aromatics, I didn’t even need to add salt.
  • Add freshly ground black pepper and red chilli flakes, optional.  I did!
  • Voila!  Enjoy!

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Wishful Thinking

Conversation overheard this Tuesday morning coming from Plum’s room:

MK: Wake up honey!  WAKE UP!

Plum: Hmmm…

MK: Rise and shine!

Plum: What day is today?  Is today Saturday or Sunday?

I couldn’t hear MK’s response, because I burst out laughing so hard.  Oh yeah, I totally get you Plum.

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On The Way To School

On the walk to school this morning, as Plum pulled along her heavy roller bag with her right hand, and holding a book that she wanted to read during recess with her left hand, I reached out to hold her hand, not fully registering that both of her hands were in fact, quite full.  My hand was immediately caught by Plum’s little warm hand and held firmly, at the precise moment when I realized that both of her hands were fully occupied.  Puzzled, I looked back to figure out how on earth she was able to do that.

This was what I saw: her right hand was pulling her ginormous roller bag AND clutching her thick hard copy book.  Her little left hand was firmly holding my hand as she happily discussed a book she was reading this morning.  Oh my heart.

Sweetness.  Love.  Eternity.

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EATS: DIY Sushi

As a busy lady, I am on a constant look out for easy weeknight options.  Anything that takes less than 30 minutes to make is a must-try in my book.  From my previous posts, I have come up with a few recipes in my repertoire; simples dishes such as weeknight lemon ginger sea bass  to my hassle-free easy dessert have been in our regular dining rotation since their publication.  Dishes such as DIY sushi reduce the time from kitchen to dining table during a weeknight family dinner by half because you are outsourcing the meal-making steps to the diners!  It just so happened that my mother taught a sushi-making class in New York in the late 80s, so I grew up having homemade sushi when legitimate Asian restaurants were rare commodities.  The trick to homemade sushi is to get the sushi rice properly seasoned.  Here is how:

EATS: DIY Sushi

Makes about 4 rolls

Ingredients:

For the rice:

  •  3 cups of Japanese short grain sushi rice, washed and drained
  •  1/2 cup rice vinegar
  •  1 Tbs sugar
  •  1 tsp salt

For the sushi making

  • bamboo sushi mat
  • Sushi-grade fish
  • cucumber
  • seaweed
  • jalapeno
  • or really, anything you want to include in your sushi

 Steps:

  •  Cook the rice however you usually cook it.  I use a rice cooker.
  • While the rice is cooking, mix the vinegar, sugar, salt in a sauce pan and boil in low heat until dissolved.  Set aside to cool.
  • When the rice is cooked, fold in the cooled rice vinegar mixture without breaking the rice.  I spoon in the cooled vinegar sauce 1 tablespoon at a time and let Plum decide.
  • Set the rice aside to cool.  This will also give the rice a chance to absorb the vinegar.
  • Line the bamboo mat by wrapping saran wrap around it as pictured below.  This way you don’t have to wash sticky, dried rice off the bamboo while in a food-induced coma.  When you are done with dinner, just unwrap the mat and give it a quick rinse.  Cleaned!
  • Line the seaweed down on the mat
  • Scoop rice onto the seaweed
  • Now this step is important: dip your hands in cold water to keep your fingers wet, then gently pat the rice down to cover the entire surface of seaweed.  Rice don’t get stuck on wet fingers!
  • Line up whatever you want on one end of the sushi rice.  Here I have ahi tuna, Persian cucumber, Romaine lettuce, jalapeno.
  • Roll, cut, enjoy and repeat!

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A Dog, A Magician and Namaste

My heart was heavy throughout the day; saddened by what happened in Las Vegas.  Three things that helped this evening. 

1. Take my dog for a walk.  The innocent and carefree nature of dogs when you take them out to the park.  Immerse in their enthusiasm. It’s kind of infectious.  

2. Enjoy dinner with my family.  After I walked my dog, I prepped and made dinner.  On the menu tonight: garlic bread, halibut with ginger, heirloom tomato salad and fresh strawberries.  As a house rule, there are no electronics on the dining table.  We break it from time to time to share a funny you tube clip or to answer a text from family.  The point is, Be. Present.  Just stop with all the electronics.  Focus on your loved ones that are sitting right in front of you.  This precious time is limited.  When your kids are no longer living with you, this is the time that you will crave.  Talk with each other.  Make each other laugh. It just so happened that Plum needed to come up with a magic show that she will be performing tomorrow in school.  She practiced on us and she was really good!

3. Do yoga with intention.  After Plum’s bedtime routine, MK and I decided that tonight’s workout was yoga.  I have to admit, I do yoga on days when I feel tired; when I am too tired to do a hard-core, all out cardio.  But not tonight.  Tonight our mental health needed to work out.  I needed to quiet and reorganize my mind.  Do yoga with intention, grace and clarity.  Yeah I know, the way yoga is meant to be practiced.  

There is much to do for social justice.  I was comforted by the lines of people in Vegas to donate blood.  There will be phone calls to our congress to be made.  Donations to be made.  But please do take care of your heart, too.  

What about you?  Did you do anything special today that helped?

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READ: In Shock

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In her inspiring and powerful debut, In Shock, Dr Rana Awdish gifts us with a raw and honest account of her passage through death.

Seven months into her pregnancy and at the cusp of completing her fellowship as a pulmonary intensive care unit physician, Awdish finds herself crossing the line from being an ICU physician to becoming the severely ill.  With gallons of blood loss, Awdish takes us with her through the “Triad of Death”, a medical term describing the suicidal downward spiraling of the blood.  Along with the ride, readers are plunged into her intimate recall of the vulnerability endured by both patients and physicians alike.

In Shock lays bare medicine’s failure in not seeing patients as people, but as pathology to be diagnosed; disease to be treated.   “Can you show me where you see that?”  An obstetrical resident asks Awdish to show him her own baby’s pulseless fetal heart on the ultrasound.  “She is trying to die on us”, or “Are you sure your pain is an 8?  I just gave you morphine.”  This myriad of seemingly benign questions from her treating medical teams repeatedly drive sharp insults into her fresh wounds.  From these conversations, she realizes with a great pang, that perhaps her previous healthy self has also harbored similar sentiments.

While bearing witness from the receiving end of healthcare, Awdish’s unmistaken love and compassion took a 180-degree turn.  She reflects back on the vulnerability healthcare providers face while dealing with day-to-day fatigue, burn out, and failures.  In fact, she gives us an insight that most physicians who have ever disappointed a patient can relate: “I built a tower in honor of my patient inside of me, stacking failure upon shame onto blocks of grief and blame. A tower bound to topple.”  Awdish cuts through the struggles among health-care professionals in her profoundly insightful, exquisitely genuine memoir.

Through her haunting narrative, this painful ordeal transforms into a love story.  In Shock is by all account, a tender and loving recall of Awdish and her loved ones eventual recovery and trimph over illness.  It is an unforgettable phoenix resurrection where honesty and compassion are born from ashes.  It is a must read for every human being.  Get it in kindle, hardcover, or as MP3CD.

 

 

 

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A Car Non-Enthusiast Guide on How To Buy a Car


First disclaimer, cars aren’t important to me; except for when I can’t get to places without one.  I haven’t thought about cars, or even looked at a car closely for more than a decade.  Last year when one of my best friends visited me and saw my car, she exclaimed, “How quaint!  You still have the same car after all these years!”

My little Golf finally gave out after 12 years.  It needed a new transmission.  After several car repair shops and Kelley’s Blue Book research tools, I was informed that the cost of replacement was double that of the cost of the car.  That made me intensely sad.  After all, my Golf has been with us when we brought newborn Plumster home from the hospital.  It patiently accommodated all renditions of children’s car seats until Plum was finally car seat-free.  Last year I had to stop driving for two months when a complex ruptured thumb ligaments necessitated delicate hand surgery.  I still remember the exhilaration I felt the first day I was able to wrap my injured and surgerized thumb around the smooth leather-bound steering wheel.  The freedom from sitting behind the driver’s seat!

But life must go on.  After a week of trying to figure out ways to keep my old car going, the monkey clan decided that we needed a new car.  Oh the decidedly stressful process of finding a new car.  After two weeks of dealing with what to do, what to get, which dealership can give me the best price; basically, two weeks of mental abuse, I would like to impart some wisdom I gained from these two weeks of torture.  If you are knowledgeable about cars, and know what kind of cars you like, then this post is not for you.  If you are a car novice, then I hope you find this blog post helpful.  So here is: my car non-enthusiast’s guide on “how to buy a car”.

First, decide on what kind of car you NEED.

How big and how tall: This depends on how many people do you regularly transport in the car, what else do you need to fit in your car, and how easily do you need to maneuver your car into a parking space, and out.  For instance, a single lady with an acoustic drum set to log around for gigs in New York City needs a different car compared with a Mom of two children who lives in Texas.  For the life of me, I remained completely ignorant of the types of cars that were out on the road.  My knowledge of cars resemble children’s book on cars: “Look!  A RED car!  Here is a BLUE car!  Look!  A Black truck!  Here is a TRAIN!”  Believe it or not, Monkey King gave me a pop quiz on the road for me to identify what kind of car was around us: was it a crossover?  minivan?  SUV?  truck?  I couldn’t care less: small-ish ones were sedans and big-ish ones were trucks.  So yeah, here’s my very simple guiding principle to choosing a car that is right for you: if you live in a city and you want to be able to see the incoming traffic as you back out of your driveway, get a car that is higher off the ground.  If you have more than one child, you might want a car that can accommodate more than five people for days when both children have their respective play dates (Lexus, LR4 all can accommodate seven people easily enough).  If you don’t need the height, a regular sedan will do quite nicely.  If you don’t need the height nor the space, hey, live it up with a two-seater sports car.

How many wheel-drive: That depends largely on what kind of winter condition you live in.  For us, even though we live in sunny California, we decided that we needed the new car for safe snowboard trips.  It was no fun putting on tire chains in frigid cold air in the middle of the night.  So we chose an all wheel drive (AWD) car.  Ok, so far, we need a car that was large enough for snow gears, to transport one child and her play date, all wheel drive, yet small enough to get in and out of parallel parking spots for quick morning drop-offs.

After you narrowed the choices down to cars that can accommodate your life style, then ask yourself how does it relate to the environment.

How efficient do you want your car to run: I broadened my research to not only include hybrid and electric cars, but also hydrogen fuel cell cars as well.  The long waiting period for electric and hydrogen fuel cell cars was prohibitory for me.  I needed a functional car right away.  But if I had the time to wait for one, Honda’s Clarity was on the top of my list.

How much: Ok, now we are getting into the nitty gritty on how to close a deal.  If you don’t care how much you pay for your car, then skip this part and move on to the payment department.  But if you don’t want to get ripped off, here is what I did to get the best price: first, go to the car manufacture’s website and virtually build your car.  Go through all the different models and colors and packages.  The add-on packages were quite eye-opening for me.  This was where I discovered certain things that I assumed were basic enough that they would come with the car.  You know, things like the carpet on the floor, or cup holders, or truck covers, were actually add-ons for some cars.

Once you know the exact car maker, the model and the add-ons, price them out online.  Now, set that as your maximum value.  Do not, and I repeat, DO NOT, pay that price.

The first dealer told me that he didn’t do deals.  The supply of the hybrid car that I wanted was so low and the demand so high, that there was no deal to be made.  The second one told me to make an appointment and just come in, “we will work out the numbers that work for you.  Don’t worry!”  Humm… ok, at least this one was willing to work with me.  When we showed up at this dealership, there was a nice lad who let us test-drive the car.  Then negotiation began.  To say nothing of the “Art of War” written by the Chinese philosopher Lao Zhi, or the deceit and betrayal conveyed by “The Game of Thrones”; let’s just say, these men can outdo any of the Lannisters.  After realizing that our budget was a hard line, the boss of the boss of the nice lad printed out the specs of a car with the wrong car model, wrong color, wrong add-ons, but look!  It’s the right price!  Since I had built the various combinations of models online, I knew exactly how much this other model and all the add-ons he tried to sell me cost.  After a quick mental math (thank you Mom for making me take abacus in Taiwan!), I realized he was not making a deal at all!  He was, in fact, upselling a less desirable car that he can’t get rid off in his lot, while making us pay for all the upgrades to make it look like the model we wanted.  This man had the audacity to tell us we got ourselves a great deal!  By this point, the shop was closing and poor little Plumster was hungry and tired from hanging out in the dealership all day.

It was at this time, a co-worker informed me that both Costco and AAA have deals with carmakers.  I checked the AAA website and lo and behold, the price was four grand lower than the MSRP!  The catch is you have to buy it from the dealership specified by AAA.  By the time I called this third dealer, I was a seasoned, jaded, car-buying pro.  I rattled off the exact model I wanted and asked if he can give me the price quoted by AAA.  After a lot of back-and-forth of checking inventories with other dealers in the area, the KBB value of my old car, negotiating on the phone, text, and emails, YES, they can match that price!  We worked out a trade-in deal and scheduled for an appointment for car inspection and purchase of the new car in the upcoming weekend.

The drive over to the dealership was bitter sweet.  My old Golf had a turbo injected engine (GTI), so it drove like a dream after the said ailing transmission had a 10-15 minute warm up period where it choked along in first gear.  By the time I left my neighborhood, and onto the spacious road in Beverly Hills, I was really enjoying my ride.  I took the picture above at a STOP sign, wanting to relish this last  sweet moment with my beloved Golf.

I would like to say that the rest was easy.  That I came, picked up the new car and everyone was happy.  NOPE!  Well, the Golf inspection was fast, efficient, and straightforward.  Since we’ve already negotiated the price before showing up, you’d think we’d be out of there in one hour tops.  You see, after saying that they will sell me the car for that price, they still had to pick up the car from a different dealer’s lot.  This car was not in their inventory.  Apparently, by me calling around different dealers, there was now a bidding war among the dealers for this one-and-only car with my specifications.  So while we waited in a nearby restaurant having lunch (this time, I was smarter than to make Plum wait in the shop during meal time), I got a call from my dealer saying the car was no longer available (NO!).  Then all of a sudden, my text box lit up, the first dealer wrote, “let’s talk.  I have the car.”  There was a fourth dealer who texted, “I can bring the car in today.  Shall we proceed?”  The second dealer called directly to let me know that they had the right car now, can I come in?  It dawned on me that they were all talking about the same car.  “No thank you!” I copied and pasted that phrase five times to the various dealers I came in contact with.  Then… “bing!”  I got the text from my official dealer, “we have the car!”  Wow, I have not been to the stock trading floor in New York nor have I been to live auctions; but this one felt pretty intense and nerve-wrecking just the same.

After seven hours (yes, you read that right, SEVEN) spent with this dealer which included inspection, then the LONG hours of waiting for the new car, us inspecting the new car, test-driving it, they sent us to finance.  The good thing about purchasing cars in California is that you get your car registered at the car dealership without stepping foot in the DMV!  The bad thing about it is that you ended up in the dealership for a very long time.  Lots and lots of paperwork after, yes, I finally stepped into my new car and let her take me home.

As I followed along Monkey King and Plumster on the road, they kept waving at me.  Later on they told me that they were worried that I’d be sad.  They were right.  I was sad.  It was the end of an era.  This new car made a lot of alerting noises, trying to communicate to me like a newborn baby with cries that a new mother has yet to learn to decipher.  I am sure I will come to love this new car very soon, since it makes me feel safe on the road.  Best of all, I got the right car with the space, height, and price tag that I needed; with the fuel efficiency that our environment needed.

I hope your find these car buying tips helpful!  I would love to hear about your shopping tips!

 

 

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