I love my car.
We paid off my car last month. Even though I don't drive it for long distances — It gets driven
nearly every day, but for just a few miles while I'm running errands — the joy of knowing the title
is in the mail is nearly indescribable.
Yet, I'm torn. I live in a city where bougie foreign cars are the norm. The other night I was out
to pick up meds for kiddo and a red Lamborghini Diablo drove right by me at the intersection. To be
honest, I think the make I see most often is Mercedes Benz. Some of those sedans are gorgeous. So,
in short, there's a part of me that would really like an upgraded car.
I just need to remind myself when I see these lovely machines that MINE IS PAID OFF.
But there's probably no harm in making a checklist of "wanna haves" and "gotta haves" for succession
planning, right?
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