I think it's cool that my car has only 31 miles on it. Thirty-one! It had under 20 when I took it for its first test drive yesterday.
I think it's cool that it's friday already, and I just came off 3 days off. Even if I did have to spend 2 vacation days car-shopping. I have a weekend coming up, and I'm all disoriented.
I think it's cool that everybody likes my car-color. Arrival Blue Metallic. I wasn't sure of it at first, but it's definitely growing on me. It's not purple, but it's nice anyway.
I think it's cool that when the car dealer forgot to put my plate on my new car, he drove over to my house in order to do so. Even if he drove my old car, totally shocking me to see it in the driveway after having completed my tearful goodbyes. Even if he made me nervous, because I wasn't sure my old car should be driven very far, especially in the snow.
I think it's cool that when I fell asleep during the movie last night, exhausted from a week's worth of car-stress, C carried me upstairs to bed. Even if I did wake up again later and have to watch part of another movie and be soothed with chocolate, warm milk, and honey until I was ready to sleep again.