Bad Day

I weas out running errands for my sweetie and with our daughter when the “battery” dummy light came on. That meant the charging system wasn’t working. No clue why, but best guess is the alternator.  I managed to get the errands done and my baby girl home.  I checked under the hood — the serpentine belt was all over the place, meaning nothing was running — not the oil pump, not the power steering, not the radiator fluid, etc.  II thought it was broken. I managed to scrounge money to take the bus to get to work, and was 90 minutes late but I got there. I was also supposed to work today, but discovered the bus in my end of town does not run on Sunday. Damn. I was looking forward to working and not missing any time.  But…

I got under the hood again and played with the belt. It wasn’t broken, just had slipped off. I didn’t have the tool I needed to move the tensioner but managed to improvise one. My future mother-in-law actually picked me up and took me to the auto parts store (when I thought it was a broken belt).  Good thing it wasn’t broken, I did not have the tools to completely remove the piece holding the belt in place (ostensibly, but apparently not).

Lots of repair to do on my poor car — starter, power steering pump, parking brake, brake job, alignment, and even a problem with the engine block leaking oil. No money. I had gotten my job for extras, but now our other housemate is moving out and it will be needed for basics.

My mother came through once again and gave me the money to get the car fixed and a bit more.  Hope I can keep some in the bank.

Twelve more days to my next payday.

I REALLY LOVE MY JEVIM AND OUR LITTLE WRAITHE! Life has never been so good.

Edited to add: And I just logged in to Facebook and learned my cousin Virginia passed away of spine cancer. My second-favorite, favorite on Mom’s side of the family. I first heard “Disraeli Gears”: in Fang’s bedroom.

Hugs,

Me