Living in Manhattan, I don't need a car, but I've been hanging onto it just in case. Earlier this year, I finally paid it off, so owning a car free and clear was not something I wanted to give up too quickly. However, I felt as though the time had come.

It was a little sad selling it, because while John and I purchased it together, it was in my name from day one. It served as our primary car, and carried us on many road trips through the beautiful New England landscape. It was a good car that never gave us any mechanical issues.

In the divorce settlement, it was agreed that I would keep the car in my name, and it would be my car. John would keep another vehicle that we bought from a friend a few years back.

The other day, I drove to a used car lot and left in a cab with only the license plates. Another door closed.