Bereavement

It is my sad duty to inform you, my faithful readers, that I am entering an official period of mourning. Yes, I am suffering from a major loss in my life. The man from the leasing company has come and taken away my sports car.
It was taken from me this evening. I stood somberly watching it being driven out of my life. As it reached the end of my road I felt the tears well up inside me. But, being brave, and not wanting to appear too girlie, I fought back the sobs and went inside.

I was talking to a female friend about the scenario of what I was going to have to go through when I had to be separated from the car that I love so much. I explained that the car being taken away from me was like her having to give her only child up for adoption. She raised her eyebrow at my analogy, and stated that I was being stupid as it was "only a car". She also pointed out that I was much too obsessive about it, and I really should get a life.

Women...what do they know? They just don't understand me. But what else is new?