I wrote a couple of weeks ago about having to sell my old car. I really was thinking I wanted another Honda Civic but they now cost a bit more than I wanted to pay–even used. I looked around and found other cars that met the same criteria.
Last weekend we went and test drove a bunch of the cars. What was ironic to me was that I hated the new Civics. I have very short legs but am long waisted. This meant that my head was nearly touching the edge of the glass on the slanted windshield where it meets the roof. In the test drive I didn’t even get out of the parking lot. I turned around and said absolutely not.
I thought that a new Civic was what I wanted. The old one had served me so well. However, upon finding it, it wasn’t at all what I wanted. It not longer fit me. Had I not had other options, I might have tried to squeeze myself into that space and forced myself to be the person that still loved the Civic. There is still much to love. Unfortunately it wasn’t for me
I got a different car. It’s not all love at first sight but we are getting to know each other. It has all the things that I want. The best part is that it was even less than I was hoping to pay and is a very low mileage used car. I can live with that. It’s not like I spend all my waking hours in the car. In some ways it is better than my old Honda. In others not so much. Time will tell if I become as attached to this car as I was to the Honda.
I think this really illustrates how sometimes we think we know exactly what we want, but when we get too specific we find that that specific thing isn’t quite right for us. Or it might not be right for us any longer. Maybe we need to broaden our definition of exactly what it is we want. Then we might find something that suits us better.