I’m so sad 🙁 It’s time for me to say goodbye to my (hot) first car, and I’m so sad about it! I got my first car later in life than normal. While most kids wanted their license as soon as they turned 16, I was not that person. Nope. I knew that as soon as I got my license, I was going to start having to drive my three sisters everywhere, and I simply didn’t want to. I put it off and put it off until finally my parents made me get my license when I was 18 years old, and yes, I did have to drive my sisters everywhere. Once I got it, I was still living at home, so I drove the family van, and continued to at the college I attended, which was only a few miles down the road. Then, just before my 21st birthday I moved to New York City, and there was absolutely no need for a car there. Taking the subways and taxis is much cheaper and safer and faster! After a year in NYC, I joined a singing, dancing ministry troupe thingy and spent two years traveling the United States, driven by our team leader, so again I didn’t need a car. In the middle of those two years I met Jason on eHarmony, so when my tour finished, I moved to Nashville, and bought my 1998 Ford Mustang Convertible, in the only color they should be made in: red. Oh yeah.
Do you ever have those times when you just feel cool? Like the cool kid in school? I do. Usually it’s when I’m in a cute outfit sipping starbucks, or when my hair is loose and I’m driving with the top down in my red convertible. I get honked at too, so that usually amplifies the feeling that for that moment, I’m pretty darn cool. And now I’m giving that up to someone else. Hopefully that person will getting that feeling too.
Bye you wonderful car! I’m going to miss you terribly!