For my first twenty-five years as a licensed driver, I didn’t have my own car.
Dory already had 76,000 miles on the odometer when I bought her.
Now that Ragtime has closed and all of the snow has finally melted, it’s time for me to re-learn how to drive.
My husband and I are contemplating ditching my 2007 Honda Fit and becoming a one-car household.
It’s just not fair. If I had a dollar for every time I have uttered those words in 60 years, I would have had the $18,997 needed to pay for that car.