Welp we did it.
Tonight we bring our first Insane Purchase home. A red targa top C5 Corvette. Basically unbelievable.
It all started a few months ago when husband admitted he absolutely hated driving the gold minivan when “everyone else” was buying $80k trucks (on credit.) I don’t see the problem. (Haha. Poor guy).
He got increasingly annoyed and finally burst out “I HAVE TO GET A NEW CAR.” I was thinking hip SUV so our three kids + friends + gear would fit. But he wanted “his own” car. (actually, that’s a lie. I was thinking “HECK NO. We need to give all our money away! We can’t be selfish!”)
That killed me. We don’t do “mine and yours” …except for underwear. We just do “ours.”
So we passive aggressively annoyed each other for two months while I felt abundant guilt for not using that money for something better. I felt guilty for not giving that money away. I felt guilty for not using that money to start a nonprofit that could give college scholarships. I felt guilty for not using it to pay off the mortgage faster. I just felt guilty. I mentioned all these ideas to my husband who has gotten really really good at saying Yes to me (and to God!)… and he kept saying no. He really, really wanted a car. After I got bitter, I prayed and realized something!
I supernaturally had a change of heart. God hadn’t told us to use that money for anything. If He had, we would have. He would have prepped us before hand, but He didn’t. God did tell me, though, to honor my husband and love him like crazy forever, which would be WAY EASIER if he was happy, lol. Also, to be fair, three years ago we made a long term goal sheet and the one we are technically on now is “get a new car.” HA! I guess it’s meant to be.
Usually I’m the one jumping off cliffs doing insane things. This was the first time he ever proposed something illogical. I didn’t know how to respond. Once I realized my generosity shouldn’t only include the poor and oppressed, but also my own family and especially my husband, I was able to wrap my head around a ridiculous purchase. I want to love him the way Jesus loves me: like crazy.
So we opened up dialogue and started car shopping. He wanted a Cadillac like the one we sold to get out of debt. Made sense. Except he wanted one that was crazy expensive. And I felt guilty again.
While I let him talk, I secretly set a budget I liked that fit with our savings account and still allowed us to have an emergency fund, and I got on craigslist. In an hour I found that Corvettes are affordable if you buy an old one! A few pictures and BAM. He was sold. I was sold. We had found The One!
I texted our financial advisor just to get his take. We crafted a plan and I showed husband the car I had found. We test drove it that night, and he was grinning from ear to ear, he even said “whoop!” If you knew my husband, you’d know that is a miracle. He’s a stone faced kinda guy. And honestly, in the last six years he’s sacrificed so much to take care of us, his cool car, his awesome house, his social life… and I mostly see those as necessary sacrifices — I mean, he’s married with three kids! Time to grow up — But also, he’s worked so hard and we still live in American culture. He deserves a splurge! (As do I! That’s why we flew to NYC and saw Hamilton. :))
That particular car was overpriced for blue book and also for our wallet and the guy wouldn’t budge. So we got back on CL and found a better one across the state exactly in our budget. He’s picking it up tonight.
I did ask myself, can we use this car to be a blessing to others? The answer is a big fat yes!!!! Sharing is caring. It’ll be our mom’s night out car, our guys’ night out car, our neighbors’ date night car. We’ll bless people with it. I know we will because that’s how we hold all our stuff. House, yard, bbq, truck.. chickens lol; it’s all for sharing. Yay!
But to see him smile that big, after so many years of sacrificing for our family and for our savings and for retirement etc etc… to see this weight lifted from his shoulders like “YES, we made it.” That’s so so worth it. He drives it home tonight and you bet I’ll be waiting in the driveway ready for a ride!