Just before His shoulder replacement surgery, Master took me by surprise on the way home from a doctor's appointment -- and dragged me off to look at cars. It was not a nice afternoon. There are very few things on the planet that can get me wilded up faster than putting me in the position to look at RIDICULOUSLY EXPENSIVE cars while I contemplate having to make ASTRONOMICAL payments for years and years and years. I pouted and stormed and growled and snarled through that little adventure -- and ultimately, we headed home with all of our same old cars and no new ones. But, He does not give up easily, and He does love a new car almost more than anything.
So today, two weeks to the day after His total shoulder replacement surgery, He woke up ready to go. We breakfasted. We walked. We showered. And we headed off to see what sort of wheeling and dealing we could do around a new car purchase. I was in a much better frame of mind -- not caught off guard and not surprised, so better able to accommodate the high stress levels of car shopping.
He was in His glory -- loving the whole scene. We connected with a very good, and easy to work with sales guy, and before long the deal was made.
He's thrilled. I'm thrilled. T's thrilled. New car mania!