
We finally got another car. It's a 1991 Mini Mayfair. Well, I should say Corey got a car. My chances of driving it are slim to none. The reason being that it is just too dog-gone small. We jokingly call it his hotwheel. LOL I'm about 6 feet and Corey is
6'4 and he looks like a giant in this car. I mean, it's a cute little car, GREAT on gas, and gets from point A to B, but I feel a little claustrophobic in it. Corey has really gotten into this car. He plans to rebuild it and tinker with it over the years and maybe give it to Nadia when she's able to drive (oh wow, I can't even wrap my mind around my baby being 16 years old). We paid cash for it and had to dip into our savings more than I wanted to but it's a whole lot better than having another car note!
NO MORE GETTING UP AT THE CRACK OF DAWN TO TAKE COREY TO WORK. Okay, I need to say it again...no more getting up at the crack of dawn to take Corey to work...Thank you JESUS. Haha It's not fun having to depend on someone else when I need stuff done.
Now if I can just figure out how to drive in the snow, I'll be set. Haha