The Tesla people assured us they were doing due diligence in sanitizing cars, and we planned to crack open the windows. Dave and Max went off to pick it up, came home and grabbed Sabrina, and then they all went for a joy ride.
We would have let Max take a turn at the wheel on our dead-end street, but he declined. For him, just sitting in our driveway and opening and closing the doors was a thrill.
We drove to Nowheresville the next day, had actual fun recharging the car, and debated whether we would lease one. I don't care that much about what kind of car we have, but I would not be sad to ditch our minivan. Also: Anything new in our lives would be a welcome distraction.
A year ago, I couldn't have imagined that test-driving a car would be such a big adventure. But here we are, finding the fun where we can, focusing on feeling grateful for what we have and trying our best not to drive each other crazy.
Beaming hugs, fun, and all the healthy vibes at you. Here's to a truly happy 2021, friends.