a discovery.

And that is, I can actually carry a diaper bag, a toddler, a Moolatte from DQ, my car keys, and a cup of ice water and still open the door to the car dealership (which is a pull, I might add, not a push!) with no assistance.

And I discovered that I can also make a total fool of myself by taking my car to the service department to figure out why the "maintenance required" light is on. "Um, yeah, that is a reminder that you're due for an oil change, ma'am." Right-o. And here I thought it was going to be something dire and complicated, involving spark plugs or cylinders or whatnot. Next time I'll read the manual. Before I drag my diaper bag, my toddler, my Moolatte, my car keys, and my ice water, and my stupid self in through the door.