When David and I started dating, he was 17 and had a sweet ride. It was a single cab 1993 green Z71 with dual exhaust, tires, system, the works. Basically a teenage boy’s dream. (Besides girls) In fact, it was one of the reasons my Mom said I should go out with him. I remember her telling me, “he’s cute and he has a nice truck”. The two most important things to look for in a guy right? ;)
I couldn’t find a picture of it because we didn’t have digital back then:/
He loved that truck, I loved that truck. That truck took us to the movies and high school football games in those early days. He used to come to my house every day after school/work and I always knew he was coming because I could hear the duals rumbling a mile away. Thinking about all that makes me sad that those days were so long ago and how much has changed since then. It definitely brings with it a pang of nostalgia.
The truck got him through highschool and eventually in 2005 he was presented a choice. Keep his Z71 or take his Dad’s much newer black ’99 Chevy Silverado because his Dad was getting a new one. Although he loved his truck, it was getting older and he knew the smarter choice would be to take the newer one with fewer miles and be able to drive it for a long long time. So he sadly sold the Z…
The new truck, AKA “Sally” was not four wheel drive, did not have big tires, but was a solid truck that was well taken care of and David loved it. He thought of making it more like he wanted (lift, tires, etc…) but since it was two-wheel drive he always said it’d look funny so Sally stayed as she was. A few years after he had Sally, we were in the Governor’s Square Mall parking garage and while we were looking over and laughing at something we saw in the back of the truck next to us, we hear “CRUNCH!!” as David collided with one of the concrete columns while backing out. Whoops! It was pretty darn hilarious, but poor Sally lived with a huge dent in her fender for a long time after. Don’t worry, she got fixed just a few months ago and looked good as new.
For a while now David has wanted a new truck. A “big boy” truck. A Big, Black, 4 wheel drive Chevy that he could make just the way he wanted. Oh and he had been spoiled in the past as his Dad gave him both of his two previous trucks. Spoiled rotten if ya ask me ;)
Anywho, with our recent camper purchase, this gave David all the more reason to want a new truck. Although Sally could pull the camper, she was just having a little trouble and it wasn’t good for her engine. She’s older and doesn’t quite have the power she used to. So David added that reason to the “Why I need/want a new truck list”. We have been looking for a while now at new and used trucks, particularly trying to find a nice used one. Nearly every time we drove by the Chevy place we would pull in there “just to look”.
Well last weekend David got serious, put his truck up for sale and wanted to do more than look. On Wednesday morning he sold his truck, which he told me he came thisclose to crying :( And Wednesday afternoon we made a purchase! Turns out, David found a great deal on a brand new truck. He loved it, but was still just hoping for a nice used one. He spent all week scouring the internet for a used truck with his specifications within 200 miles of us. He found nothing. Then lo and behold, while he was at the dealership Wednesday, he was told they just got in a 2009 Black Chevy Z71 4x4 with low mileage and right where he wanted to be price-wise. Bingo! So now he was in a predicament. He told me that he needed to make the decision between new and used and asked me to come up there after work to help him make it. Although we loved the brand new one (who wouldn’t?), we loved the used one too and it was one pretty truck. We both agreed that the used would be the best move financially and it had even more that David liked about it than the brand new one. So we bought the truck Wednesday night!
We were told that we couldn’t bring it home until Friday! Ugh! Talk about super duper anxiousness. I am the type that when I buy something I want it right then. Especially a vehicle! The truck still needed to go through the inspection, as well as have some things moved off of it onto the guy’s new truck (who turned in the used one). David and I both went through the day Friday waiting for the call that his truck was ready to pick up but come 4:00 we still hadn’t heard. We even called multiple times and kept being told that it would be ready soon. Tanner took David to the dealership because they were tired of waiting and were just going to go up and sit until it was ready. Well long story short and one very un-jolly James later, my poor hubby left without his truck. It was not finished yet and he was told they’d have it ready for sure on Saturday. We were both super bummed because we were so excited. We’d already had to wait two days from when we bought it and yet it was still not ready.
But on Saturday he was finally able to get it. Yay! He came driving up and had a smile from ear to ear!
I am SO excited for David. He really deserves it. He is always very un-selfish in that I usually get all the “nice stuff”. New car, laptop, camera, etc…He is just happy to make me happy. So I am really stoked that he finally has the truck he wants, and he is so happy!
We are still thinking of a name for her, but here she is:
Oh and the new truck has dual exhaust :) It will totally remind me of those days long ago when I could hear him rumbling up the drive…