Last week, my car decided it no longer wanted to reverse. I can’t say I was surprised. I’ve only had it for 6 months but it’s an older model hand-me-down that’s been through the ringer…most recently with my Mario Andretti style of driving.
I've regularly referred to it as a dump. I've mumbled aloud from the driver's seat..."I hate this f-ing car." But the truth is I've been been incredibly thankful to have it.
I either have to put at least $1000 into it or consider a lease. Without a full time job, neither option is particularly desirable.
I’m obviously not happy about it…it sucks. My first thought was “am I ever getting out of this house?!” The old me might’ve run with that thought for days or even weeks and allowed it to consume my entire state of being.
But instead, I’ve been maintaining a pretty strong front. It’s not the end of the world.
Here’s a little quote that helped me keep it in perspective…
“If we all threw our problems in a pile and saw everyone else’s, we’d grab ours back.”
Something to think about.
If you decide to fix it speak nicer to her next time.
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