While talking to my dad recently I informed him I had just purchased a car. Not any car, but a 1983 Volkswagen Rabbit convertible. A friend of a friend was selling it cheap and I just couldn’t resist.
“Good for you, Lori. Ever since you got your license you’ve wanted one of those. Can’t wait to take a spin in it when we’re out there in September.”
The words hit me full force as I hung up the receiver. Oh, my god. It’s already happening. My mid-life crisis has officially begun. I just bought the car I wanted when I was 16.