Wednesday, December 12, 2012
We've heard that San Francisco isn't a great place to have a car (or two.) So we made the very practical decision to sell my Jetta before we moved up there.
But it wasn't until she sold (24 hours after we put it up on Craigslist) that I realized how attached I was to that little red Volkswagen. We've been through a lot together, she and I: she taught me how to drive stick, accompanied me on the long journey from Portland to LA, put up with every scratch and bump I gave her, and at one point she even let me live in of her for a while (but, that's another story.) I fear that I've become one of those weird people who gets emotional about inanimate objects... Then again, I should give myself a break. There's a lot of change happening in our lives right now, so I should expect to be a little emotional, right? Right?!
Please tell me I'm not alone... Ugh. Change is hard.