My other horse, also known as the Honda Civic, has gone 55K miles without needing a lick of maintenance outside of an oil change.
So I couldn't really complain when the breaks started to squeak and it was evident that I needed new pads. I found a mechanic with fabulous Yelp ratings really close to my office so I stopped by this morning.
It is funny that I don't even blink at writing a check for the schooling show this weekend but cringe a little as I hand over my debit card for car work. Priorities.