- 6 years ago
- Wedding: June 2012
I am frustrated and need to vent for a minute! Darling Husband is in the Army and we have orders to Ft. Lewis in Washington state for October. Yay, I grew up in Seattle and get to move back to my family! Moving so soon after getting married is a bit of an ordeal, but that’s neither here nor there.
My carefully orchestrated plans involved moving our vehicles. We’re moving ourselves since we don’t exactly trust Uncle Sam with all our worldly possessions, and the plan was to put DH’s Jeep on a trailer off the back of the moving truck. As for my car, which is leased, someone at the Honda dealership was very very very clear that we could return the car early without penalty because we were moving on military orders. So, perfect! One car goes on the trailer, the other car gets turned in, and we get me a new car once we get out there.
Well, I just called Honda Finance to change my name on the lease, and the lady told me that the first guy had been dead wrong — since we are moving in-country, I am still bound by the contract, military or not. So the car has to come with us somehow.
So, out the window goes my excitement about getting an old Jeep Cherokee to have out on the west coast. Out the window goes the perfect plan of one car on a trailer. Now we either have to drive one of them cross-country (which is just awful in either case — the Jeep because of its awful gas mileage, and my car because I can’t afford to put 5,000 miles on a leased vehicle), or *gulp* have Uncle Sam ship mine. This does not fill me with confidence, as the government outsources shipping things to the lowest bidder, and the website for tracking your vehicle is – no joke – something like “wheresmycar.gov”
So now instead of having a fun Jeep Cherokee to take on camping trips, I will be anxiously scanning dude-wheres-my-car.gov trying to figure out where in the US they’ve managed to lose my Civic this time. And hope and pray that it arrives out there in time for me to drive it to work … because if it doesn’t … well, it’s sh*t creek for me. Oh, and now I have to worry about mileage on the car (if it has more than 36k when I turn it in, I pay out the arse), because I hadn’t been using it to commute to work but I will have to out there. In fact, we’ll have to carefully choose where we live now because so that my commute mileage isn’t too high.
Thanks Honda, for treating military families so wonderfully. I guess it isn’t really their fault, but it’s still incredibly frustrating. Because it isn’t my fault either. The government told us to move, and now I’m screwed.