I try not to take things for granted, honestly. But a person really gets use to having things a certain way. For me, it’s being a spoiled little princess. I admit there isn’t anything I want for. If we want it, we get it. Simple as that. Don’t get me wrong; we bust our butts, but we make it happen. Neither Simeon nor I came from families with much money, so following the American dream of wanting better for your kids than you had, we work really hard to make sure we have the things that are important to us. It may be a simple as having the luxury to eat dinner in a restaurant (or grab take-out) a couple times a week, have the ability to pause live television, or splurging on a pair of pants that isn’t on sale. It’s just really wonderful having nice things.

Until they break.

In this particular instance, I am referring to my car. I LOVE my car. I waited for a looooong time and worked really hard to get my car. It has soft leather seats, dual climate control, seat position memory, a sun roof, and heated seats. Ohhhh the heated seats. But the other day I noticed my butt warmer wasn’t keeping me quite as toasty as I normally like. I didn’t think much of it, guessing maybe I have become so use to it that it’s kinda dulled. Like my ass is building up a heat tolerance or something. But then over the weekend Simeon was driving, so I was in the passenger seat and since it was literally freezing outside I turned on the heated seats. In just a few seconds my seat was so warm, if my car didn’t display the outside temperature I would never have known it was cold out. I was in heaven! It made me realize just what I had been missing.

So I sucked it up and called the dealership. My car is still under the manufacture warranty (for a few more months–knock on wood!) so they told me to bring it in. Having never had the luxury of heated seats, I had no idea what kinda of maintenance is required. They explained that they have to outsource to another company to fix the seat (since upholstery is required) so it would take a little longer to fix, but they would give me a loaner car in the mean time. Good deal.

Today I said good-bye to my pretty, pretty car and loaded Ana and I into the loaner Taurus. I never knew how much I would miss my car. Now don’t get me wrong, the Taurus is fine. It actually has a really smooth ride. But it is nothing compared to my car. For a moment I considered telling them I was ok with my car how it was. Having a malfunctioning fancy car is better than no fancy car, right? But alas, the logical side of me said if the cold (and snowy!) weather we have been having is any indication, I am gonna want those heated seats working properly. And fast!

I just got off the phone with the dealership and they have to replace the heater motor. I guess I wore it out! They have one in stock, but they have to have another company install it. They should be able to do so first thing tomorrow morning and I should get my car back tomorrow night. Until then, I am stuck in the Taurus. Sigh. It’s so hard being a spoiled little princess…