Wish It. Dream It. Do It.

On Friday, January 20, 2006 after 100 days of waiting patiently, the dealership called me to tell me that my truck had come in. I was excited and nervous all at once. They wanted me to come in on Saturday to see it and take it for a drive. It wouldn't be ready yet to take home, as they still needed to attach the fender flares and I would have to make a decision about the box liner. My dad took me out to the dealership on Saturday morning for 10:30. When we pulled up there were two trucks like mine parked outside, but neither one was mine. They told me mine would be in the showroom, which actually it wasn't, but it was inside at least--safe from the cold and snow. There was a big green bow on it. It really is a beautiful colour and I am very happy with the grey interior. It felt strange to know that it was mine and everything about it was there because I chose it to be. I didn't settle for anything less than what I wanted. Well okay, maybe the leather seats would have been nice, but it really didn't hurt that I passed them up. The engine is all shiny and clean. The interior has never seen a dog hair. Judy (my dealership rep) said I suited the truck; it was a good choice. It's true though. I never could see myself in anything else. Dad took pictures but I want to take more once the fender flares are on. I didn't take it for a drive though. The roads were very slippery and it seemed sad to me that I would only have to turn it back in after. I hugged the steering wheel and told it that I would be back later to bring it home. For now all I have are two key remotes to show for my $30,000 (okay, technically my $8,000 and GMAC's $22,000; those aren't exact figures, I kinda forget what the total was, but it's no more than 30). Oh yeah, and I booked my first oil change in April.

Later on Saturday, I was shopping with my mom and on our way out we decided to stop in Bowering’s. First, I was drawn to the display of a potpourri I have fallen in love with. I can't quite remember the name of it now but it smells like an orange creamcicle. I went against my rules and decided to get it, even though it wasn't on sale. Then I saw a decorative sign that read, Wish It. Dream It. Do It. I grabbed it off the wall, checked the price, and then decided that I had to have it also. It sums up exactly what I live by (like how I came to buy my truck). I took the sign to work today and hung it up in my cube, right above my computer. I have collected a few motivational quotes (Starbucks now prints them on their coffee cups!), typed them up, printed them out, and tacked them to my walls but this one is my favourite.