My leased car is at the end of its time, and its replacement is on the way. I’ve been very careful not to speak of The New One in or around my current car, as I believe in Carma (yes, stupid pun).
Apparently it found out, and today threw some attitude. First, the garage door closer lost its mind and had to be reprogrammed, then just as I was leaving the house the low tire pressure sensor lit up. All four tires needed just a little air.
I said nice things to it on the drive out and back, but this cars’ time is done. Cars still have some kind of feelings, though, and I never intended to hurt this ones’.
Thanks, Inexorable Lexus, and farewell.