Life's Let Downs

So, last week I was all excited about my new car (as evidence by the picture in my blog). Now, you get to hear ..."THE REST OF THE STORY!" (Paul Harvey, maybe you are all too young to remember). The dealership was prepping the car for my enjoyment when they discovered the trunk light wasn't working. On futher inspection, they found body paint dust in the trunk which lead to a call to the other dealership they had got the car from and found out that my car had previously been rear-ended! So my dealership sent it back. At least it's good to know that there are people out there who still demonstrate integrity. So, they madly found me another car. While this was going on, on the home front I was discovering that my wonderful husband's birthday plans were not so wonderful after all. He saw this as a way to get him a souped up car, too. ("Oh, I'll never really get to drive it! I will be driving my company truck."). So his name is on all the paper work! We are co-owners. He drove it home! I pulled it ahead about 15 feet to park the car into the garage. I drove it to work on Friday and home again(with minimal errands). He drove the missionaries home in it and showed it off to a few people on the way home. Then he announces he is going to take the car to fill it with gas (the only time he should be driving it as far as I'm concerned) and is gone until after I have fallen asleep at home. Right now I HATE THAT CAR! (I guess it is better to hate your car than your husband.) If you are given something for your birthday is it wrong to assume it is yours? Now, my birthday has been defiled. I am just really upset about the whole thing and what's worse is, my husband doesn't get it.