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And It Was Me All Along
Owning a car in southern California is more of a necessity than a luxury. I live in two cities, Santa Clarita and Santa Barbara that are eighty miles apart. Also, I’m a public speaker on the topics of online entrepreneurship and mindset and need to be able to travel to locations throughout southern California and the Central Coast, many times with little advance notice. Public transportation is not a viable option the majority of the time. So when the lease was up on my Honda Pilot last spring and I decided not to purchase the vehicle or lease another one I knew I was in for an experience and an adventure.
With SUVs as popular as they continue to be, the Honda dealership was not anxious to sell me the vehicle for the previously agreed upon price. I take very good care of my cars and they could sell it as a used car for about 5K more. I no longer needed an SUV and didn’t see another model that interested me.
On the final day, April 18th, 2019 I handed over the keys, owner’s manual, and wireless headsets to the lease manager. With one handshake I was officially without a car. I walked away with my purse in one hand and a small plastic bag filled with what I had in the glove box in the other. I was only a block away from the Barnes & Noble bookstore and went inside to think.
It was more emotional than I imagined. As I went back in my memory to 1970, I…
