I love my car

Lazy saturday. Got up pretty late. The best thing that could happen on such a wonderful day was my car ditching me. My dear car refused to start. I was so surprised that I didn't get furious. I kept my calm and there was no indication of something inside me telling me to lose my temper. That inner voice just didn't speak up. Other than my sympathy for my poor car at having found such an irresponsible owner, no other emotional attack. I vow to service my car the moment she gets better. Hope she will cooperate when it gets a little warmer outside. She's sick right now with all the freezing cold.
Learnt a big lesson. Whatever has gone wrong has already gone wrong. You can only screw it up more by worrying or fretting about it. It's time to get outta your comfort zone and do things.