It’s so nice to have a second car finally. We’d been talking about it for months, doing research into new and used, but nothing prepared me for how great it would be once we had it.
No dragging Michael out of bed early on days he works from home so he can drive me in, no more feeling guilty about making him wait in the parking lot if I’m running late, or waiting around for him if he’s late picking me up. I can drive off to the pharmacy, bank or post office during my lunch break if I need to. And Michael doesn’t need to worry about getting to the men’s sweat lodge late, or some doctor’s appointment because I can’t get out of work early or come in late.
It’s funny how all these little things add up. I was so excited that I didn’t need to wait for Michael’s call on my cellphone to leave work the other day.