My new baby

When my mom’s ALS progressed to the point where she couldn’t drive and couldn’t get into a regular car, we had a choice. There was no point paying for two insurance policies when one car would never be used, so I had to decide whether to sell my Saturn or her Toyota Echo. The Echo was younger and got better mileage, so I sold my beloved Saturn.

The Echo and I never bonded.  I loved my Saturn.  It had manual windows and locks and no cruise control but I loved that car.  The Echo was a good car but it didn’t have my personality…and it was green.  So after more than a year of still thinking of it as “mom’s car,” I’ve finally traded it in.

And now I’ve got a ME car again.  And it’s black.  Very, very wonderfully black.  It’s the only car I’ve ever owned with power anything other than steering and it’s racked.  I can even plug in my iPod.  Am very happy.  And with the back seats down I can throw in a blanket and toss both pups in the back.  I could barely fit the two monsters in the Echo.  No problems now.  Here’s my new baby:

My new Honda Fit.  It’s oh so black and makes me feel like a rock star again.  I think I finally found a car I might love more than that darn Saturn.