For the past four years, I’ve found it absolutely essential to drive a mini-van. My requirements? No seats besides the driver’s and passenger’s, minimum interior dimensions of 4′ wide and 8′ long, and a diagonal opening in the back hatch of at least 4′ 6″. Why? Well, in addition to being an entrepreneur, I am an artist. I paint oil paintings and build my stretchers (the frame the canvas is stretched on) to the maximum dimensions of my car. I’ve driven most routes of the East Coast with my van stacked to the top with paintings en route to openings and unveilings.

Only recently, as my time has shifted almost entirely to I’m Organic, have I felt the burden of driving around a very empty gas-guzzling van about 4 times bigger than I’d prefer. Not to mention, craving something a wee bit more ’sexy’ than a Dodge Caravan. I mean, I’m young and single for goodness sakes!

But still, as I think about trading in and trading up to something more eco-friendly and suitable to my identity, that manic twinge in my stomach appears and says, “You need the space!” I was raised on art festivals, trade shows, and all things requiring heavy duty shipping. I’m a gemini and love to move about the country- “what if the mood strikes and I need to throw everything in the van and go?” I ask myself. My name tag should read- Jill Palermo, shipping included. I’m always the friend that has lent the van for the outing, the move, or the shipping. Who am I if I am not able to haul?

As I go through my own little identity crisis here and fantasize everytime I step up to that driver’s seat about maybe stepping down into a little Smart Car or zippy little Mini, at least I have some solace on the financial side of it. It seems hybrids are becoming more affordable in the long run because of tax incentives and rising fuel prices. I know eventually, I’m going to get to reality and realize that even if that mood strikes or that painting needs to be delivered, there’s always my friends over at UHaul to help. At least that’s what my therapist says…