One last reminder of Colorado is gone from my life. Last week I traded in Uschi, my 2001 Beetle, for Nigel, a 2011 Mini Cooper S. Uschi and I had been through a lot together over seven years, but she was starting to nickel and dime me. So once the condo was sold and the debts paid off, I made plans for Nigel. He’s zippy. Like driving a go-kart. And so tiny! I’ve never had a car with more than 2 doors, but even by those standards Nigel is tiny.
There are some advantages to his size. Though the trunk is wee, it’s ideally shaped for packages from Costco. It’s also just the right width for our bowling balls and for my roller derby gear.
It’s a weird, weird feeling, not owing many people money. It’s GOOD, for sure, but weird. I feel lighter, like my shoulders are a little straighter. And that is nice. I need to remember how much the past four years sucked as I chipped away at that debt. A car loan isn’t a bad thing – especially not with the awesome interest rate I got – but I need to trust myself not to get in over my head again. Baby steps.