It's the Little Things: Wheels

Getting my own car, let alone a brand new one, was a very big deal. Of all of the wonderful gifts my parents gave me, a car wasn't one of them. I drove a couple hand-me-downs for a year at a time, borrowed my roommates' and friends' cars in college, and then moved to New York City where cars are completely useless and offensively expensive. I had no experience with cars and no educated knowledge of how to get one, but I knew that it would be on the top of my "must have" list when I moved to Boise. Of course, being the responsible young lady that I am, and completely afraid of things that require financial commitment, I waited until I'd been working for a few months and had a little nest egg saved up to start shopping. A few weeks later I am full of car facts, have test driven a few, fallen in love with more, and am the proud leaser of a real beauty. I'll miss driving Jeff's enormous pick-up truck, but I'm so happy to be cruising around in my own set of wheels.

Life's little pleasures - groceries in the trunk