I've been looking for a new car. Really, a used one, but new to me. I've become the primary caregiver to Lil' C Dot and while it's not illegal to drive him around in a two-seater convertible, it's probably not real safe either. I got the Z when I got out of the child rearing business and now I'm suddenly (or maybe not so suddenly) back in it. I need a bigger car.
The problem is it's the time of year when convertibles are hard to sell. The weather is cooler and we are seeing less sunshine and more rain. But it's also the time of year that is still peppered with occasional sunny days, reminders of the Summer we didn't get this year. Either way, it's not been easy to let go of my Z.
Today is one of those sunny Fall days. So I dropped the top and drove amid the smell of newly fallen leaves, and the drone of leaf blowers as I passed landscaper after landscaper on my way to work. My Z is fun to drive. Not fast, she's nimble and quick, and makes me want to put both hands in the air as if I'm riding a roller coaster, just for the fun of it. And I would, too, except the drivers behind me get nervous when I do that.
All that, and Elton John was on the radio singing, "Don't let sun go down on me..." Doesn't get much better than that.