Ten-Finger Exercises

I'm green, really green.

Well, no, I'm not really green; but we now have an environmentally considerate car.

Several nights now, since we first looked at the Prius, Bill has made a teasing little comment on getting home from work that went, "I see you didn't buy that new car today."

So, yesterday, I did! It was fun to watch his eyes grow wide as he pulled into the driveway, busily talking on the phone. Then he spent the evening reading the manual and setting stuff up. Tonight he got his Sirius radio connected to it too. His kids bought it for him for his birthday, and he's finally got a car to accommodate it. We took a quick ride last night, and he showed me how to start it and put it in gear, etc. As if I hadn't driven it home!

Today I took Robert "Red" Ford to the car wash for a thorough cleaning, inside and out. Since he is mine now, he has to look handsome.

It was a little hard to give up my trusty Maxima, but I got just what I asked for it. (Must have asked too little, right?)

The salesman asked me some standard questions, and then the last one was, "Do you enjoy buying cars?" I told him yes. And as long as I don't have to argue with the second and third sales team about prices, I like it fine. I like being willing to walk out if I don't get my price. Even though I'd cleaned out Max and was ready to go with the only Prius Touring model anywhere around, I would have walked out. I am not generally so into control that I have to have things entirely my way, but I don't feel bad about it with car dealers! In fact, it's pretty fun.

Came home tonight and read the top newsletter in my mailbox. Steph B asked for fables, anecdotes, and parables; so I edited a story I wrote for NoWriMo that I intended to turn into a parable anyway and submitted it.

I feel like I've accomplished a few things this week. Whee!