I told you about the death of my old car, but not about the adoption of the new one. Here it is, our beautiful new car.
It’s a lovely metallic-blue Maxima with all the goodies inside–heated leather seats, heated steering wheel, dual climate control, moon roof, etc.. It is a used car, a fact which I find myself pointing out to everyone because of the Maxima’s exorbitant sticker price, but it feels like a new car to me.
We got a great deal on it. I can’t say we weren’t naughty, though. For less than what the insurance company gave us, we could have gotten a Civic similar to our old one. That would have been an incredible deal, don’t you think? But we wanted something bigger and nicer, so we spent a little extra.
Sure, it costs more to insure and to fill up at the pump, but while I’m driving on very cold days it keeps my butt toasty warm, and that’s all that matters.