Я знаю, все буду добре

welcome home, subie #4

When we moved to South Florida, I traded in my Forester because it didn’t perform well on the Florida roads. If the AC was on, the car struggled to go over 60. Average speed on the Sawgrass, the road I travel the most? 80+.

I traded it for a Mini Cooper. At first, I was excited because it was something new, and it was so fucking quick and fun to drive. But. As the years went on, the joy I found in the car started to wane.

It’s over engineered. (Thanks, BMW!)

It’s expensive to maintain. (Thanks, German manufacturers! Seriously. The Jetta’s maintenance was stupid expensive, too.)

It’s teeny tiny. (When the Mini is alongside a semi, and that driver decides to change lanes? Good thing the Mini has some oomph.)

It wasn’t until around Thanksgiving that I knew the car was getting traded in sooner rather than later. Given that sticks are so hard to find, I hadn’t planned on trading the car in at all.

But.

I decided to tell the The Hubby of Wonder that I was done with Mini and he told me that he had started to look at Subarus again.

COVID created supply problems, be damned!

The Gee Household was getting back into Subarus!

We ordered our cars in January. (Stick shift, plus supply chain issues, blah blah blah…)

I got mine today.

His won’t get here until June.

It’s weird being in a large car again and there definitely aren’t as many bells and whistles as the Mini had, but it feels like home.