"Is this going in a blog post?"
Yep, this happened. Funny thing about us and buying cars. It seems when we begin to "do homework" about a certain type of car or start to "just look around to see what's out there"...we end up with a new car within about ten days... It happened with our swagger wagon and it happened last week. I guess
I am one of those stories. You know, about the mom who gives up her sporty pre-children car for some terribly unsexy but also terribly practical family car, while the husband promises her that "one day" she'll once again have a sporty little car of her choosing? Yeah, that story.
I cried when I drove away from my little red Volvo.
No, what got to me more was that in handing over my little red car I was essentially saying goodbye to a stage of my life, a really, really great one. Blah blah about a new chapter of life, yeah yeah. I'm a different person now and a good one, exactly where I should be, including the driver's seat of a minivan that is paid for free and clear. I'm not the 21 year old newlywed whose criteria for car buying were "it is red" and "it is cute". Who cared that it was expensive to buy, expensive to fix, we had no down payment, no trade in and no credit? Not me. It was a foolish car. But it was good to me. And dang, it was cute.
So, we've got a station wagon and a minivan. Y'all better WATCH OUT because we are waaaaaaaaay too cool for school now. Holla.