New car?

I am usually not sucked in by sales people. Having sold Mary Kay successfully, I can recognize a sales routine from two feet away. I am usually able to cut right through the crap and tell them no or ask for the exact deal that I want. Well.... not this time. I went with my sister as 'moral support' as she was car shopping. We were in the market for a new'er' car for me, so that Geo could drive my current car (that is killing my back but is otherwise awesome), so that KJ then could drive the truck. We did not have a serious plan- so many things going on including the holidays.

Then I saw the line of crossover vehicles that I have been eyeing. And then the salesman got me. He saw what I was looking for, and promised it to me on a platter. I did not ask the many questions that I should have. I did not take a day to think it through. I did pray about it, but am not sure that I was silent enough to hear God's voice. My stomach was queasy, as it usually is when we are making major financial decisions. I asked George for guidance (write it down people), and he sincerely stated, "If it is what you want, then let's get it." Where is my scrooge when I need him????

Seriously, I like my new car, but I keep looking at it like, "Really?" I am not as excited as I should be because of the freaking car payment. We will make it through, as we always do. I am not sure what to think of my mixed blessing right now. I'll let you know in January when the reality of it all will sink in.

PS- My sister has yet to purchase a car.