deja vu?

I could simply copy and paste the last post. Not quite so tired, but still so very busy that I'm not doing much else with myself than working (and spending... gone on a little shoe frenzy).

Car news... I shall shortly have no car.

I have made the decision. The car goes.

It was going to cost me a small fortune to get all the bits and pieces needed for rego... I thought about it, and once I added in fuel and insurance... well, over $100 a week just for the luxury of having a car parked out the front didn't make much sense.

I've been thinking of ways I can improve my fitness in my day to day life, and this seems like a sensible first step (excuse the pun). Walking. I'm in the middle of great public transport. I can borrow my sister's car, or hire one, if I need. So... the car goes. And it feels so liberating!

The car was bought when I was still married. My biological clock ticked for about a fortnight... just enough time to buy a replacement for the car the then-husband wrote off. So the car was bought with the idea of putting a family in it. Unfortunately the tick tick slowed, and stopped, but the car was to stay. That car lived through a lot. An accident (fortunately then-husband wasn't hurt). The monotony of driving him to and from work. Wonderful scenic driving holidays down the south coast. Silences as then-husband grudgingly picked me up from the station. Intimate whispers as he stole off with his girlfriend to perform who knows what in the back seat. Raised voices and sobbing tears as it drove us to Brisbane. A quiet assuredness as it drove me back home, alone.

But I rarely drive it these days... to my guitar lesson because I'm lazy, and to the shops, but neither trip warrants a car. It it time for us to part company.

I feel the potential of a whole new chapter before me.