Today we sold my car, a 2014 Prius. Tomorrow, I will drive a 1998 Camry with 400,000 miles on it. Yes, you read that correctly 400,000.
Out with the new, in with the old. Someone please tell me financial freedom is going to feel so much better than driving a new car because right now I'm having some second guesses. The best part of selling our car? Meeting the new owners. I seriously asked to take a picture with them because they were the most stereotypical Prius buyers I could have ever imagined. The oddest attire and the most genuine hearts. We stood in the parking lot and talked social justice and the education system. Both him and his wife wished us the best about 6 times. They asked about my pregnancy, and really cared about my answer. They were concerned the amount we sold the car for would match up closely with what we still owed. They never dickered on the price. This was the most counter-culture encounter I've ever had with strangers. (On the way home Austin said, "This guy is totally going to call me again." Sure enough, 2 hours later Norm is on the phone with Austin telling him he got "good vibes" driving the car home and wondered if Austin could help him set up his bluetooth.) People don't really care about people anymore. It's more about me, personal gains, and professional/financial success. These people didn't really care about any of those things. We both walked away from the experience so happy. I don't know about you but genuinely loving a stranger who I may never see again isn't really a priority. I actually avoid being personal with strangers at all cost and have zero interest in making new friends. That's just not the type of living we are called to. The gifts you get when you sell a Prius. Love someone well today (and pray this Camry keeps running).
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