For our 25th anniversary 3
1/2 years ago we went to Italy. That's where I saw Smart cars. You've probably
seen them now, either on movies or TV or even on the road as they have begun
selling them in the US.
I flipped. I totally want one. When they finally became available in the US
there was a huge waiting list but it was only $100 to get on, so I said What
The Hey and signed up. They gave me a date about 18 months out.
Well, the date has come in a lot, and a few weeks ago they said it would be
between Feb and April of 09. So I had to start dealing with actually paying for
one of the things.
It isn't that expensive, for a new car, but this is not a great financial time
for us. We have lots of big financial commitments- college, looming weddings,
you know, big stuff. And the overall economy is a mite scary. The exercise of
trying to wedge a car into all that early next year is mighty tricky.
So I thought and I scribbled and I punched a calculator, and the bottom line
was that we could probably do this, but it would be risky and we would not be
able to do it the way we like to do things.
To summarize, I was faced with a hard decision that I was not at all impartial
about. And the thing I wanted to do was actually a bad idea, but it looked like
I could probably pull it off anyway. So there was a couple weeks of trying to
persuade myself. The defining thing about it, though, is that I did know it was
a bad idea, and so the internal discussion kept coming back to how I probably
could pull it off anyway, and hoped we could not have any bad luck financial
while we were vulnerable, that sort of thing.
I finally had to face up to it: I want a Smart. It's a bad idea. I can't have
one. Drop it. This is quite disappointing, BUT I FELT BETTER IMMEDIATELY
ANYWAY. The thing about making the right choice is, even if you hate it, it's
still the right choice, and that means a lot. The mental energy of trying to
talk yourself into the bad idea is taxing and when it goes away you feel better
instantly.
This isn't the first time in my adult life that I've been in that situation. I
don't imagine it will be the last. And as far as I can tell, it isn't getting
easier.