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I got up early. I worked hard. I ate well. After work, my fiancee took me to a local coffee shop because they just announced their new Butterbeer frappe, and he knows my obsession with all things Harry Potter. We came home and took the garbage out. Played with the dog. Now, he's playing his video game and I'm eating an egg sandwich, listening to my music, and counting every last one of my blessings. Today was a good day.

This is gonna sound largely inconsequential to most of you, but I don't care. I'm happy. These past few weeks have been a bonafide shitstorm. I'm gonna lay it out for you. 1. I usually only take my car to the dealership garage that I bought it from. Yes, they cost a little more, but they also stand behind their work more than anywhere else. I needed to have my winter tires taken off, and they weren't able to get me in until the 24th of April, which, as most of you know, is a little late and I didn't feel like getting a ticket. So, I took it to a different garage that could get me in sooner. They took the winter tires off, put the all-year t