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I Bought A Car Online: The Tesla Model S

I think it is often easier to make progress on mega-ambitious dreams. Since no one else is crazy enough to do it, you have little competition.

-Larry Page

When I was young, I learned that it’s best for me to set mega-ambitious goals and then work hard towards achieving them. So, as a car-guy and technology enthusiast (aka nerd), I set an aggressive goal in August of 2012 to purchase a fully-loaded, fully-electric Tesla Model S with within a year. Somehow—all credit to God—I took delivery of the vehicle on Tuesday, February 19th and I’ve been smiling ever since!

There are a few interesting things to note about my buying and ownership experience.
1) I ordered this car, configured it, paid for it, and signed the documents for it 100% online. As my biggest purchase outside of my college education and my house, this was terrifying. I had the thought in the back of my mind, “what if this is all an elaborate hoax in order to embezzle billions of dollars from early-adopters across the world?” I’m proud to report that this was not a hoax and the cars really do exist.

2) I am in disbelief that this car actually exists. A fast car that seats up to 7 people, costs about $15 a week to power, has a full-blown computer built-in, is whisper quiet, can be controlled via an iPhone app, and has automatic, retracting door handles. I feel like I’m a Jetson!

3) As of last week, I was the youngest person on the East Coast with a Model S. This is truly humbling and also hilarious. Whenever I park in a public place, I usually return to the vehicle to find many people standing around it and they are always surprised to find out that I am the owner. When I returned to my car from the barber shop this weekend, there were a few older men standing around the car. When I walked towards it, one man said, “if you work really hard, you can have a car like this someday!” I responded, “I agree!” Then I hopped in.

4) I can’t take much credit for the car. I am completely confident that it was 100% God who made this happen. Everything from the reservation process to the delivery of the car was incredibly smooth and stress-free for me. In fact, I received the car five months ahead of schedule, ended up paying 40% less in insurance and got a great deal on the sale of my former car all because of God! If I was able to do all of those things with my own power, I would rename myself to “GEREMY THE GREAT” and I would sell my seemingly-magical services.

With all of this said, I would like to introduce my newest addition to the world: My Tesla Model S with all of the bells and whistles**

Geremy's Tesla Model S

Geremy's Tesla Model S

Geremy's Tesla Model S

Geremy's Tesla Model S

Geremy's Tesla Model S

Geremy's Tesla Model S

** Except the 22″ wheels… which I must avoid because of NJ potholes. And the child seats… i’ll cross that bridge when I have a bunch of little Geremys running around!

Daily Highlights

Happy 2013! I am one month into the year and everything has been going wonderfully! My outlook on my year has been great because I made the choice to place my focus on positive experiences that happen each day, rather than the negative ones that tend to have more of an impact. A new practice that I’ve adopted this year is to spend a few minutes each night reviewing each day. After reviewing the day, I place a note on my calendar containing all of the positive things that happened, which range from “got a free sandwich at Starbucks” to “placed an order for a new car.” This has been helpful because when I’m having difficult moments, I can flip through my calendar and and remind remind myself that every day of my year has been amazing and life is good!

Every day has at least one highlight and with the right perspective, anyone can identify it. This reminds me of a story about a cat and a dog that lived in the same house with very different outlooks on life

          Excerpts from the Dog’s Diary…

          8:00 am – Dog food! My favorite thing!
          9:30 am – A car ride! My favorite thing!
          9:40 am – A walk in the park! My favorite thing!
          10:30 am – Got rubbed and petted! My favorite thing!
          12:00 PM – Lunch! My favorite thing!
          1:00 PM – Played in the yard! My favorite thing!
          3:00 PM – Wagged my tail! My favorite thing!
          5:00 PM – Milk bones! My favorite thing!
          7:00 PM – Got to play ball! My favorite thing!
          8:00 PM – Wow! Watched TV with the people! My favorite thing!
          11:00 PM – Sleeping on the bed! My favorite thing!

          Excerpts from the Cat’s Diary…

          Day 983 of my captivity. My captors continue to taunt me with bizarre little dangling objects.

          They dine lavishly on fresh meat, while the other inmates and I are fed hash or some sort of dry nuggets. Although I make my contempt for the rations perfectly clear, I nevertheless must eat something in order to keep up my strength.

          The only thing that keeps me going is my dream of escape. In an attempt to disgust them, I once again vomit on the carpet.

          Today I decapitated a mouse and dropped its headless body at their feet. I had hoped this would strike fear into their hearts, since it clearly demonstrates what I am capable of. However, they merely made condescending comments about what a ‘good little hunter’ I am. Ugh!

          There was some sort of assembly of their accomplices tonight. I was placed in solitary confinement for the duration of the event. However, I could hear the noises and smell the food. I overheard that my confinement was due to the power of “allergies.” I must learn what this means and how to use it to my advantage..

          Today I was almost successful in an attempt to assassinate one of my tormentors by weaving around his feet as he was walking. I must try this again tomorrow—but at the top of the stairs.

          I am convinced that the other prisoners here are flunkies and snitches. The dog receives special privileges. He is regularly released – and seems to be more than willing to return. He is obviously retarded.

          The bird has got to be an informant. I observe him communicating with the guards regularly. I am certain that he reports my every move. My captors have arranged protective custody for him in an elevated cell, so he is safe. For now…

Thanks to my positive outlook (much like the dog’s), I’ve seen my attitude, outlook and demeanor change for the better, which has contributed to a better overall quality of life! I strongly encourage others to try the same practice and take note of the results!