Why I love having my own car

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I have so many questions about the featured image for this blog post. Like why is her steering wheel so big? And is this woman driving an airplane?

For many years, I was a card-carrying member of the two-foot express. By that I mean I didn’t have a car so I relied heavily on the legs I was given to get me around. When I lived in Hoboken, I developed buns and arms of steel by carrying heavy grocery bags around town and then hauling them up a fourth-floor walkup. Plans were convoluted and usually involved buses, trains, and automobiles. I spent countless hours in New York Penn Station, Newark, or god knows where else in some random town in New Jersey waiting for a ride.

I don’t really miss those days much (okay, maybe the glutes). About two years ago, Bryan and I went to a local car dealer because I fiercely craved my independence. I didn’t want to rely on rides to get to the gym or my parent’s house, and I definitely didn’t want to lug groceries around town any longer.

Since driving off into the proverbial sunset that cool fall day, I have learned a few things about car ownership, that I really hadn’t considered before (also if you’d like to read about each circle of hell I went through that day, click here).

Sometimes the open road leads you places you didn’t expect to go. There are many times when I get behind the wheel without a set destination in mind. I just want to get away and so, I follow my gut. And then there are times when you end up in Monsey, NY, when you really wanted to go to Nanuet, NY, and sometimes your inner GPS needs to be reset 🙂

There is a certain freedom that comes from car ownership. You want to go to the beach? The bookstore? Trader Joe’s? Get up and go. No more checking schedules and hoping that NJ Transit is running on time (newsflash! It probably isn’t).

With great power comes great responsibility. Even though Bryan teases me about my Civic’s horsepower (or lack thereof), I understand that every time I’m behind the wheel, I have a responsibility to the open road and the passengers in my car and on that road. It is definitely something I do not take lightly.

And there you have it. I kind of wish I had shopped on this site before spending a full day at the dealership because it’s so convenient to see all the specs before dropping major coinage on a car.

What’s your favorite thing about car ownership or driving? Let me know in the comments!

7 Comments… add one
Eli@CoachDaddy June 30, 2017, 5:02 PM

Ride on, wild one. I love my Pontiac, with her lack of get-up-and-go. She’s perfectly made for me, and me, for her. And that woman in your photo … she’s an open-road goddess. That’s a car made when cars were cars. beep beep.

lisa thomson June 30, 2017, 7:28 PM

Ha! the steering wheel is oversized and I think that’s a vintage car. I love having my own car, couldn’t live without one. Although if I lived and worked in the heart of the city, I wouldn’t miss it if I gave it up. I have an old Lexus (2001) still in great shape. Needs new tires though.

ShootingStarsMag June 30, 2017, 8:47 PM

To be honest, I don’t drive. I know I’ll have to try at some point but it’s one thing that my anxiety is REALLY bad about. I’m not always even a good passenger. I can understand the freedom though!

Akaleistar July 1, 2017, 8:13 PM

I don’t really like driving, but I love having access to a car so I can go places, ha ha.

Tamara July 2, 2017, 9:18 AM

The picture is so puzzling! The steering wheel is so big, and very thin! Is it satisfying to grip it, I wonder.
My first car was a Toyota Tercel many years ago. In New Jersey, I found I always needed a car where we lived. I sold my beloved Honda Civic when I move to San Francisco. It was very strange sharing a car with Cassidy, and in a city! I got pretty sick of parallel parking.
Here, it’s a necessity. It’s definitely a great feeling of freedom and with the kids, I have no other option!

Karen Peterson July 6, 2017, 6:56 PM

I’m always so surprised by people who live in places where they walk everywhere. Here in Cali, no one walks anywhere if they don’t have to!

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