It’s been a couple of days now with the new car, and I think it’s time to come back down from my little cloud. I’ve become a bit self-absorbed and braggish about the whole deal. If I’ve inadvertently offended you, I apologize. I’ve also been referring to it as my car. It’s not. It’s our car. Without Shanalee, we wouldn’t even have this car.
Since I was so specific in what I wanted in the car, i.e. manual transmission, I’ve left her out of the experience of driving it. Don’t worry. I plan on rectifying that. I’m giving her driving lessons until she can drive it safely. It will take a great deal of patience. But for her, I have an infinite supply.
Now life is calling. It is time to continue with my day-to-day trudge. I haven’t forgot how lucky I truly am. I am still ever grateful.
That didn’t taste so bad. Although pride does leave a lingering after taste.