Date night.

Most of Friday was work and school. Work for Mitchell. School for me. We went to Citrus Grill in Draper for dinner with M's parents and one of his brothers. It was actually really good. We approve. And after dinner we went on a date to Carmax. Really.

See, before we left California we took my car in to have the brakes checked because we thought something might be wrong with them. As it turned out, the brakes were fine but the suspension was not. (Of course. It's always something.) And to have it fixed? $1,100. Seriously. It's the straw that's breaking the camel's back. I mean, I've been wanting to sell my car for the last year and a half and just haven't done it because we get whatever is wrong fixed and then it seems like it's a good car again. But I'm sick of putting more and more and more money into it. I hate car repairs. They're not worth it.

Anyway, the day before we left California, we decided we weren't going to fix it instead we'd get to Utah and then just sell both cars (M's is getting old too). Which brings us to our date at Carmax Friday night. We took it in to be appraised and test drove stuff while we waited. Although we really liked the feel of the dealership and the sales guy, we couldn't agree on any of the cars we drove so, we eventually decided we'd think about it overnight and let them know. Besides, we'd found some other cars online earlier that day and wanted to go look at them too.

One thing I'm trying to get better about though is listening to our parents. They're not perfect but they often know what they're talking about. Since we were planning on going down to one car for now anyway (there's no point in having two when we only ever drive one and M is out of town every other week and works from home the other week), Mitch's mom had suggested that we sell my car but keep Mitch's. (His is completely paid off.) At first neither one of us liked the idea because, well, his is old too. And old cars have to be repaired. It's a fact. But the more we thought about it, the more it makes sense. So we're doing that. Hooray for not having a car payment (Ash, are you proud?) and hopefully it works out for the better.