I need a new car.
I mean I don’t really “need” one. Mine still runs, but it’s too big now that my children are older and it has 192,000 miles. The leather on my passenger seat split, so I bought these fancy seat covers, but they’re squirmy and move around a bit. They feel like I have wetsuits on my seats. Not fun.
It doesn’t have the same appeal that is used to. I don’t know why, but I tend to sit with old these days. I really like paid for and paid off too. There was a time when I ran to new, new was better. It was clean, it smelled new and it was shiny. I think as I’ve moved through some life, I’ve realized the new gets old. New cars get dirty, miles, they become used in a blink. The shine wears off.
If the glitter dulls then why get all worked up about the shine in the first place?
Mixed into this may be an appreciation of what I already have and being a touch apprehensive about what new will bring. My car is comfortable. I know where all the stuff is, what doesn’t work, it has aged well. It’s reliable for the most part. New could be so many things, some better, but some not as familiar. I’m not really up for that right now. I’m not in the mood to start over, get to know a new car.
I’m not as impressed by the shine anymore.
I’m pretty sure I feel the same way about the impending new year. Not sure I’m ready and that is completely different. I’m normally raring to go, excited to start a new calendar and plan, plan, plan. Not so much right now. I have four days to find my misplaced love of new. I can’t drag my feet, or I’ll stall and that is never good.
My thoughts from the laundry room. Don’t Wake Me.
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So many miles, good for you. Alice and I traded our cars in at 100,000 miles. We have gone through cars like butter.
New Year, Schmoo Year, I say. Go to bed one night, wake up the next day. Big whoops. I DO have me a shiny new truck, though…so, um, YAY!
I remember the new truck post. I think you took your old truck to 200k. Maybe I’ll try that and go from there.
Still driving my 16-year-old van. We will have new things in 2015, another off to college, a new driver stepping up, but I think I’ll hang on to the van!
That’s it. There will be other new things. We have one going to college too. Maybe some new and hang on to some old. I like that. Thank you.
It is about time to hibernate, so sleep on. ~nan
Thank you, Nan, for permission. I’ll wake up soon. I promise. 🙂