I dread going through the process of buying a new car.

In fact, I dread it so much that I've been driving my mother's car for two and a half months.

I love my mother. I wish I could say the same for her car.

Don't get me wrong: The car has treated me well these past 10 weeks. (I tried to do the same, but I broke my winning streak with last week's tire-destroying trip to the gas-station.)

I consider myself a fairly decent shopper, but I hate the idea of car shopping. To me, car shopping is the worst kind of shopping there is. (Coming in a close second to car shopping is house hunting. I hated that, too. It took longer than car shopping, and cost more, too. Yet, somehow, it was not nearly as painful for me.)

Anyway, I've already chosen three cars I'd like to try out. I've done online research. I've picked colors. All I have to do is go to the dealerships and figure out which of the three is best for me.

And, yet, I just can't bring myself to do it.

It's times like these that I wish Amazon.com sold cars.