I would love to buy a new vehicle. Or a newer old vehicle. Just something that doesn't leak a quart of oil daily. Or doesn't have a crushed side panel. Something that was built in this century would be a nice change. I'm just not sure that's a luxury we can afford right now. We're already dipping into what little retirement money we still have to pay for the monthly cost of living (things like food, housing, electricity, water, orthodontia, and motor oil).
I'd cry if I had any energy left. My husband depends on that car to get him around while he works his second job trying to sell things to people who don't want to buy. I drive the kids around in the Pennzoilmobile. Thank goodness we were able to vacation at Disneyworld recently. It was a great stress-reliever (at least it was once I got used to dodging oversized strollers and speed demons on scooters playing chicken with us). Luckily, with the exception of food and gas, the trip was already paid for. And we had to eat no matter where we were. As if by Disney magic, we didn't have to deplete the retirement funds to finance this trip.
Upon reflection, my life really isn't so bad. I have two beautiful granddaughters who keep me young (or age me excessively, depending on the day). I have two daughters I love dearly who give me precious grandchildren (including the brand new grandson I'll get to meet in a few months). And I have a loving, hardworking husband who thankfully wasn't hurt today, and who laughs along with me (and allows me to cry) about this crazy life we've been given. I guess I've been blessed after all.