Breezy

Decided that I do not need the other car - despite how lovely it might be.  If I absolutely have to have something like it - than I can save up and get one that comes with a warranty - like a grown up - or at least a responsible grown up.

Now I just have to figure out how to be a responsible grown up and pick out a car for the Boy.  This is much harder than it appears.  I have a terrible weakness when it comes to my guys.  I love to see them smile.  I thrive on their laughter and their joy.  I tremble with the mere thought of being the cause of anything that might make them sad or mad.  (Though I must admit I would prefer mad, and do not shy away from mad if that is what the situation warrants.)  However, the tear zone - that is so much harder to face.  And the disappointment zone - OMG - that is like walking into the belly of the BEAST.

So you see, picking out the car is truly not easy.  It was actually pretty simple for the Eldest.  At least I thought it was. I wandered around, visited several lots, cruised the internet etc., and then I saw THE CAR, and just knew I had found the car to get him.  I negotiated my deal and proudly drove it home to him.  And he did smile  - and he seemed thrilled, and proud and happy. 

I did not find out until about three days ago that he did not really like the car.  But perhaps, it is only now that he does not really like it, after all that was 2007 and this is now.  In any event - this has been a much different experience.  First, the Boy has been much more explicit about his likes and dislikes. 

There are many more dislikes on the list than likes.  I feel like I have wandered into a maze and the space keeps getting smaller and smaller.  Yeesh!  I tried to open up the alternatives today - and while I may have found some he would find acceptable - I have to admit that they are cars that I would not find acceptable.  So I am stuck. 

Perhaps I should get him a set of matchbox cars and send him off to school with a note that says "Hope to find a bigger version of one of these by Thanksgiving?"

In the interim - I pray for the will-o'-the wisp that will gently bring the inspiration, the flyer, the internet site - to my attention that makes it possible for me to both meet his expectations and fulfill my own desire for safety and sanity for my Boy behind the wheel.

Wish I could say I was feeling loose and Breezy -

But perhaps another day or two and that can happen for me

Hope it is happening for you.............

Riding around..................

So I have been shopping for a car for the youngest.  Hard to believe that it is that time already.  I have to admit that somehow it was easier with the oldest.  I think his car found me.  This time I have not been that lucky.  Far from it. 

In fact, as I was wandering lots looking for something that was both safe and totally cool - (not an easy combination to find) - I stumbled on my dream car. 

So what am I supposed to do now?  Its not like I need two cars personally.  I could get the purrfect car for myself and give the Boy the car I have.  But he has made it very clear that he wants a car of his own and not one that he thinks of as "Mom's" car.  And, I have to admit that the dream car has a few glitches - it is eleven years old, it does not come with a spare tire - and it requires premium gas. 

Still I could get a warranty and I have Triple A.  That leaves the premium gas - which honestly - this car is so beautiful I am not sure I would mind that much.  And if I end up with two cars... I would probably only drive the Beauty in great weather and for fun, and let the other car be the work horse - and It takes regular gas (or at least that is what I give it).

Yet, I do need to deal with issue of getting the car for the Boy. 

And the issue of the reality check on practicality of buying two cars, one of which is totally not necessary. 

So while I might be able to figure out how to make this work,  (let's face it, I am IRISH, and I have learned how to stretch a dollar eight ways from Sunday as a single mom - those combined should make it infinitely possible for me to figure this out),  doing so does not automatically make this a Good Idea.

I have spent the day not going to look at other cars for the Boy and not figuring out the finances - so I still don't know if I can or cannot swing the dream car.  I guess tomorrow will be soon enough to fan the flames or  crush the dream.

Funny - but all of the people I have talked to about this have pretty much told me that there are times in life that you just have to wing it and fly.  I seem to be the only one who thinks that perhaps there are times in life that you just have to suck it up and walk away from the shiny object before it has you acting like Golem and mumbling "My Precious."

Now - if I could just stop doing that already I think I could move on, until then I am riding around in that automobile - my sanity behind me - cause I am at the wheel .......................

Rock Steady and drive safely...........

Wish me luck???????