[superdog]

Hey. Thanks again all.

Woke up today my normal optimistic self. Had a nice pity party last night but once again realizing how damned lucky I am.

And actually feeling no pain whatsoever from the accident. Still tender from the original surgery, but the F150 is literally a life saver. And I'm eternally grateful.

My insurance company is all over it, my auto body shop is ready to receive and I've got all my ducks lined up nicely.

My lead sales guy who drives a company owned raptor asked if he could take the f150 if it's not totaled (and I'm thinking Danny is right and it won't be). So I'm on my way, in an uber, to pick up a new truck that will ultimately be funded by the raptor I sell.

My sales guy is happy, I'm healthy and happy and just again realizing how friggin lucky I am in life as a whole.

I always say it's all about perspective. And I could very well be lamenting about my bad stroke of luck. But nah, I'm thinking I'm just about the luckiest guy in the world.