It's All Good

My mother-in-law was in a car accident last week. Somebody in front of her ran into the person in front of them, then she ran into him. I don't know where it happened, or how fast she was going. Luckily, she is okay, but her car was totalled. She borrowed our van, which left my husband driving the hot rod. He calls it the hot rod because it's so hot when you drive it, not because it's a fast car. Yesterday she bought a new car, so my husband has his van back. She has a new Ford 500.

I want a different car, but I don't really want a brand new one. My husband went with his mom when she bought her car, and said he saw a car that I would like, but do I really need a brand new car? All I want is something a little smaller than what I have now. Something that gets better gas mileage. Something that gets better oil mileage. I have to add a quart of oil every time I fill the gas tank. It makes Mother Nature cry.

So our plan is to sell the hot rod. My husband is sick of driving it with no air, radio, or power steering. I don't know if we're going to sell my car, or keep it for a back up. Then we are going to start looking for a car for me. What I'd really like is one of those little Mini Coopers. Those are cute. I just don't want to spend that much money.