No kidding, we bought a car. I don’t even drive, which makes it kind of hysterical, but we were tired of spending a buttload moving back here & returning to NYC, & it had grown increasingly difficult to live here without one. Since Betty is moving here next year to live with me – so that our whole family can be together! – neither of us could imagine a year asking friends to take us to buy groceries.
So, a car. A Honda Fit Sport in bluish purplish black, for those who need to know. It’s a stick, which means I’ll be learning to drive x2.
(The post title is from an Adam & the Ants song, which I’ve been humming under my breath for a few weeks no.)