The Nissan Pickup has left the driveway

Today I pick up my new Mazda 3 after work and I am super excited. This will be my second only car that I have ever owned, yaay! D got a new car too, so look out soon for pics showing his and hers Mazdas, aren't we precious! I became very attached to this truck, I turn in the keys tonite and feel sort of sad, and bittersweet about it. I know its just a thing, but it was the first thing that I ever owned... I do that with lots of things though, attach a personality to it that doesn't exist. I forget what psychologists call it, but somehow it makes the vehicle seem human, like Herbie the Love Bug, or demented like Christine. I think somehow if you talk nice to it, it will take care of you. I blame the ad people. M&M's should NOT talk. I eat them, how weird is that?

Here is are a few things I found in the glove box:

• Original MSRP sticker that was on the car
• UA Parking Ticket slip from UA
• Other car key that I thought I lost - since made 3 copies
• Little clay dia de los muertos head D made for me out of sculpy
• Horsey Sticker??
  
• Sample Clinique lotion bottles - the little ones with yellow lotion, but very very old...
• Electronic car tire gage that never worked
• Hand drawn maps to places I don't remember