Striking The Deal, Making It Happen

Five Minute Friday is stream of consciousness writing hosted over here.

The word today was WIDE and we write for five minutes and post what we got without editing (much or at all). I really like writing this way especially on a busy day.

GO CUBS (Sorry Gal, they stink. I’m only going for food and beverage!)

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There was a time in my life that I loved to strike them! And I was good at it believe it or not. It was actually my job to negotiate and close “the deal”. It’s how I made money, my living!

I am a long way gone from those days but every now and then I am called on to do the deed and especially when it’s for my own benefit. I must admit I’m not as comfortable as I once was.

I’ve been car shopping this week because my car is not one I’d wish to hang on to beyond its warranty, which is virtually up, and it’s sort of a lemon.  

Tonight I got all the pricing and trade in values, all the info I needed to make my decision between two cars and tomorrow, I need to make the call and negotiate the final deal. There’s a problem though. The gap between what I’d like to pay and what they would like me to pay is WIDE.

It’s not my favorite thing to do anymore but I’ll do it.

My husband’s working. He knows I can fully handle it. He trusts me to do a decent job with the price AND he hopes I’ll walk away if I’m not feeling it.

Uggggghhhh!

It’s just not my favorite thing to do anymore but I’ll do it. (I know I said it twice…)

It used to give me a rush.

Now, it makes me uncomfortable. Don’t’ know why. Maybe Eric will feel sorry for me and give me what I'm asking...

Wish me luck!

Maybe tomorrow night I’ll be smelling a new leather interior instead of  one that smells like stinky dog.