It’s been over a year that I have been carless. I think I’ve done well for myself, all things considered, but I am so sick and tired of having to beg rides everytime I want to go outside my walking radius! (like … to playgroup, and even to work when I was still working.)
We’ve been thinking about our second car for a long time, wanting to make just the right decision. New, used, or lease? How big? When? Yesterday was a fairly stressful day and when Paul came home from work I didn’t take him very seriously when he told me that Morgan (one of the salesmen at one of the dealerships we’d visited) had called saying that his manager was desperate to sell a car today and was willing to make deals he wasn’t willing to make before. Paul loves talking cars so I ignored it.
When my grande finale YW activity was over Paul and Little Red met us (I had Guy Smiley) in the parking lot with Morgan and the charcoal Edge. I told them both “when I woke up this morning I had a lot of thoughts. None of them was, “I’m going to buy a car today.”” We went back to Ford, loaded our car seats back into our 2-door Focus (yes, they fit!), dropped off Morgan, and went home under promise that Paul would return and discuss things more. By this point it was after 9 pm (the boys and I were spent) and the dealership was closing but the amanger would stay if Paul promised he’d come back to talk some more.
We had a family prayer and I felt calmer than I had been in about two days. I sent Paul away not knowing if he’d return with a car, but knowing that I trusted his judgement and we’d be okay.
He returned at 11:30, after getting a really good deal on a really nice car.
I DON’T HAVE TO BEG FOR RIDES ANYMORE!