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???????