When 2010 started I could tell it was going to be a banner year.  I felt the energy to make sweeping changes in my life, my outlook, and my direction. It’s been mostly happening in small doses, but recently we hit a big one: I bought my first car.

Now, I know what you’re thinking. You bought a car? It’s cool, yeah, but… well. I’m a bit of a driver.  I’ve been driving an ’03 Chevy Malibu since my Ex-husband bought it in ’03. It wasn’t a bad car at all, but it was definitely an old-man car.  When I started shopping I decided I wanted something hot. Something fun. Something closer to my personality.

I had NO IDEA what I was getting myself into. Honestly. Have you met me? Putting all of my personality in a car? But I did it. I found a car that was just the right amount of bad ass mixed with comfort. It stands out without being flashy. It’s just sexy. I fell completely in love the first time I drove it. I can’t even tell you how much fun it was to find it.

For me, this is a deal. A Big Deal. I mean, come on. I bought this:

Meet Zeus

In the three weeks since Zeus and I met, though, we’ve had some adventures.

At the end of week 2, a very nice man accidentally backed into the driver’s side door.

Zeus's dented door.

It sucked, but you know. It is what it is. I’ve been working with the guy that hit it, and his insurance company to get it squared away. It’s been a slow process, but we’ve been making progress.

You know, until yesterday. When This. Woman. decided I shouldn’t have nice things.  And to try to go make her car occupy the same space as mine. Which always goes well.

Poor, undriveable Zeus.

So I had Zeus towed to the dealership, and he’s waiting there for Monday, when the insurance assessor will go talk to them mechanics. He probably won’t be fixed by the time I get back to Lansing on Wednesday night, but hopefully by the end of the week it’ll be all straightened out, and he’ll look amazing again.

OH YEAH. I guess I should probably tell you guys where I’m going? Austin, TX. For a thing called HostingCon. I’ll tell you all about it. Later.  Maybe.