Spoiled rotten!

Okay I'm spoiled. Last night Billy and I picked up my (our) new Ford Fusion.

Oh yes, it's loaded. I need those heated leather seats! I need the sunroof! Oh, and of course I need the Sirius Satellite radio, (free for 6 months).

Really I don't need any of those things. If you could see the pieces of crap I've driven over the years you'd shake your head. My 1986 Celebrity had a rust spot on the driver's door that resembled a large mail slot. The insane asylum green colour (exterior and interior) made my passengers nauseous. My 1984 VW Rabbit convertible was super fun to drive, (especially in my early 20
s) but it was loud! It constantly made a sound like, 'ding d'ding ting tin t'ting ting ting'. It was stick, and it always grinded on 2nd, and could start in 4th from a dead stop. Fun car, but junky.

This car is fantastic. I can't wait to take it to Tennessee!

This leads into other feelings.... do I deserve this car? Am I worthy of it? Couldn't I have done with less?

I'm trying to accept the fact that I'm spoiled rotten, (Am I a good enough wife/Realtor/person to have such wonderful people/husband/things in my life?) and of course I will enjoy driving the car. Billy is very happy that I have a reliable, safe (beaucoup de airbags...) car to drive, especially to Tennessee. That makes me feel great. New cars do leave good impressions with clients as well. (I guess I should stop wearing jeans to appointments...)

Can a new car/house/or good things in general (not to mention good health...) make you a better person? Do you acknowledge all that you have and how lucky you are? I'll try...