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Tomorrow, we are going to get another car.  I've been taking care of what I can to prepare for it.  I cleaned me soon to be car, took ownership of the key fob that works remotely, even priced some tires.  Yesterday I spent the majority of the morning cleaning out the garage and trying to make room for two cars in our two car garage.  (It's amazing how if you have stuff in there, you don't actually have room for two cars).  One of the added bonuses of cleaning out the garage is that I found our second remote for the garage door, which had been "lost" for over a year. 
But I am wondering if so much time and energy has been put into the event of getting a second car that I haven't really had time to prepare for the long term reality of having one.  It's the same as when you spend so much time and energy preparing for the wedding and then don't really prepare yourself for marriage. 
The idea that I will have the freedom to come and go from our home as I please is one that is really hard to settle in.  And there's probably a lot of different factors in that, not the least of which is the fact that we've been a single car family for seven years!  I think there is a novelty to the idea, but what happens after the novelty goes away? 
I'm hoping that this new life will be a blessing to our family.  That we will not only experience freedom of movement but that we will be able to experience more life and less television. I'm also hoping that I don't spend way too much money on things that I don't really need.  I'm also hoping that both of those cars actually do fit in that garage.

PS Here's what we're hoping to drive home tomorrow!

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