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Sure it's insured, and yes Xena was getting a little long in the tooth (yes I named my car Xena, she even had a website once). While I was filing the report with the police, they asked if there was anything of value in the car and I couldn't think of anything besides the baby seat and the stroller. These are all replaceable. Then I wondered if anything was irreplaceable? My daughter's toys. She'll never see Mona again. It was the first doll she'd named. Isn't it amazing how we can get attached to objects? My how we do love giving meaning to everything.
I reigned in my sentimentality and engaged rationality to assume command of the situation. I've been told that there are generally two types of car thieves: opportunistic and targeted. To steal my car they would have had to defeat the immobiliser and alarm, ergo it's probably going to be used for a crime. It's very likely she's gone for good. So next step is, what should Xena's replacement be like?
I'm back to raising a family now, so same again is out of the question. I would love to have a car with eco-credentials, but they are out of our budget. So a wagon perhaps? I would love a four wheel drive so we can feel real outdoorsy and adventurous too, but that wouldn't be economical to run. So probably a small car at least 2 litre. Maybe we can go for a zippy version like a Mazda SP20 or an Alfa 146? Or maybe just a regular Impreza for the AWD? People mover? Hatch? Sedan?
I suppose Xena the WRX was a symbol of who I wanted to be. And for a little while, I became that person. It is now time to acknowledge I have outgrown that person. I don't have to rely on a car to define my sense of fun, adventure, and risk-taking.
What I thought of where my life was going and the style in which I will get there seems to be resolving itself. And the next car will be a realignment with who I should be for this part of my life.
But it would be really really incredibly awesomely cool if I get my car back.
