Today I am thankful that when my car wouldn't start, it was in my driveway, and I didn't have anywhere more pressing to go than the gym. I was able to wait for the tow truck in the comfort of my own living room. The refrigerator is full of food. I have to wait until Monday for a diagnosis (the battery is fine; it might be the starter motor), but I have access to another vehicle to drive Greg to the airport tomorrow morning. You know how you always say it's never a good time for your car to break down? All things considered, this was a good time.