Today I had some internet returns to make, and Knobby had a meeting, so I put Oliver in the car and off we went to the UPS Store.
All of that is a bit monumental, as I v.rarely drive — if it works out that I’ll drive once a month I’d be shocked — and this is the first time I’ve taken Oliver out on my own.
The trip was uneventful. A monstrously huge tree had uprooted itself at the old rock house. I discovered that I need a whole lot more practice at parking the Summit (no front parking camera, what sort of third world country vehicle am I driving? Ha.).
As I drove back home, a new S8 was waiting to pull out of the last interstate exit onto the local road. I watched in my rear view mirror as it pulled out behind me.
It wasn’t really a striking car . . . it was the light Ice Silver which is rather blah. What caught my attention was the way it pounced out of that exit ramp and prowled up beside me as we all had to stop at a red light.
Once the light turned green, the cars in front of us plodded along, but the S8 soon punched and weaved its way out of the slow snarl . . . and as I watched it leave us normal cars behind over a hill, my heart suddenly, desperately yearned to be that Audi S driver.
No, I didn’t want to be in the S8, especially that boring S8 . . . but I knew that surge and thrust of power, that nimble weave so well. Suddenly, desperately, I wanted to be driving the S7 again. I wanted that power and grace, that ownership.
It’s silly, really. Up until that point, I was completely happy with the Lumbering Elephant. Knowing it was a different driving experience, it was perfectly nice, and it was what we needed for the Minion.
I still know that. It is what is best for us right now. I know. And Knobby has reassured me so many times that we’ll be back there, once the Minion grows a bit and his seat wouldn’t destroy the car. Or . . . vomit . . . or . . . whatever. Once we don’t need a trunk full of strollers and practically require a moving truck for all the bottles and accessories and infant whatnots, should we travel somewhere for a visit.
I will get over it. I’m just being spoiled. I’m still happy with the Lumbering Elephant.
But if you’ll excuse me, I have to go buy myself a little something.
Just to cheer myself up. You understand.