04-21-2023, 06:41 AM
We have a "No More Things With Wheels" policy in our house. Makes sense. We only have enough room for a limited number of vehicles, and I don't have the energy to take care of, or pay tags and insurance for more than what we've got. Mrs. G is still "bike-curious", and if I declare that I'll be selling a bike to buy something else, she likes to be involved to the point of checking out what I want to buy, maybe sitting on a new version of it in the showroom and flipping the switches, saying it's a pretty color.
Sort of like when she wants to add to her huge menagerie of plants. We'll go to the nursery, I'll take a look, say "Ooh, that's pretty"... I know that I am there merely as labor to carry said plant to the car and load it in, but I am sort of interested.
And, we both have our little financial victories in the expenses involved in our hobbies. We celebrate when I sell a motorcycle part that's no longer needed, or when she sneaks a cutting for what would be a very expensive plant and cultivates it.
Sort of like when she wants to add to her huge menagerie of plants. We'll go to the nursery, I'll take a look, say "Ooh, that's pretty"... I know that I am there merely as labor to carry said plant to the car and load it in, but I am sort of interested.
And, we both have our little financial victories in the expenses involved in our hobbies. We celebrate when I sell a motorcycle part that's no longer needed, or when she sneaks a cutting for what would be a very expensive plant and cultivates it.