Hot Wheels

Not to be outdone by my sister and her fleet of cars (seriously, they have 5 cars for 2 drivers, and I think they would have more if they could) Tim bought a car today. El Diablo, his Dodge SRT4 (its a Neon, but we don't talk about that), got its ass kicked by the winter storms we have been hit with lately, so Tim hopped onto Auto Trader and found himself a "beater car". We are now the proud owners of a 1987 Jeep Grand Cherokee. Hooray.
I am not mad that Tim bought a car for the purpose of getting him safely to and from work during the winter months. In fact I kind of support the idea of a more sensible car than El Diablo (I call it that because there are flames painted on the side and it has a big handle of a spoiler on the back, also it kind of irks him when I call it that because he is sensitive about the fact he drives a Neon). I just wish he would have been more sensible about buying a sensible car.
This Jeep represents a lot of my issues with Tim. Sure we talked about the purchase before he made it, but not really. To me it would have made sense to have saved the $800 he spent on it and put it away and added to it here and there so we could buy a car to replace mine without having to trade it in (this isn't just me wanting a new car, it is something we have been talking about and plan to do in the next year or so).
But TIm needed instant gratification.
So now we have a new old car and our new house fund didn't get the transfusion it needed this month. Tim and I seem to have the same financial goals, but for whatever reason he is not as focused on them as I am. I suppose we could start storing stuff in the back of the new (old) Jeep....