Monday, April 26, 2010

TTTC: Spanx You!

Aww, there’s nothing like a new car to make you feel … fat. For the past 10 years I’ve been in some sort of SUV — the higher-up stature lets one (regardless of mass) slide easily in and out of its seats. No ducking, tucking or squatting required.

The same can not be said for the car.

The car, I’ve quickly noticed, sucks you — every squishy bit of you — into its cushy seats and doesn’t let go.

This past weekend, the hubs and I traded in my Jeep Laredo for a Ford Fusion … (much) better gas mileage (I drive an hour each way to work — eek) and a smaller monthly payment. We’re whittling down expenses to make way for Baby No. 2 (we’re not preggars, just making plans) and the monthly savings will go far in helping to feather the nest — woo-hoo.

I LOVE driving my new mama mobile — it feels sporty and sassy and fun (and the interior is incredibly roomy) — but, getting in and out of it wreaks havoc on my psyche. You know that feeling when you pull off your Spanx at the end of a long day … that sudden explosion of self? Yep, that’s me, only my Spanx (in this case) is several tons of red-toned steel.

Guess we didn't just buy a mom mobile, we bought some serious motivation. :)

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