In the course of a conversation, a friend asked if I would buy a new car anytime soon. This friend knows I’m not a car person (not that there is anything wrong with that!) and I rarely get new cars. Most of my cars hang around for 8 to 10 years. Some more. The current car is only three years old with low mileage. Expecting a “probably not” answer, I surprised her.
I surprised myself.
My answer (spontaneous with no thought at all) was that I would get a new car if Starbucks changed their cup and it didn’t fit in my cup holder. (I have no idea how this came to be such a priority! Perhaps coffee spills in the last car which did not have a proper cup holder.)
My second reason would be if I won the lottery. I wouldn’t get a fancy car. I would update what I have. With a proper cup holder. In a nice shade of red – not too flashy, not too dark, I could be very happy as long as the cat carriers clicked in the back seat safely.
My third thought was if I was getting dotty in the head, I would upgrade to better safety features. The problem with getting dotty is that the affected person rarely acknowledges it. If someone offers to help me buy a safer car I know I’m in trouble.
Since none of these issues are a concern at the moment, I’ll continue to drive my red car with some safety features, a proper fitting cup holder and cat carrier straps. Life is good.