It’s always something, right?

This day was going relatively well and then when my husband left at 9:30 PM to pick up one of our kids from work, the van wouldn’t start.  While he was in  Texas, twice when I parked our van the tail-lights stayed on.  When I noticed that, I did a Google search–of course–to try to diagnose the problem.  The solution was beyond my limited mechanical skills, so then I fixed it by hopping into the van, driving around the circle of our neighborhood and then parking in the driveway again.  This worked twice.  The lights went out.

I don’t know why.  It was a miracle or a trick.  Something.

But tonight, it would not start and I imagine that’s because we didn’t notice the tail-lights staying on and the battery drained.  Seriously, I am so over car trouble.  And I let our AAA membership lapse so very long ago.

The whole thing is especially annoying because tomorrow I agreed to drive carpool–picking up five kids at school and delivering them home.  Our car is too small for this task, so I need the van.  (It’s not  “my week” but I traded with another mom.)

Wouldn’t it be nice to have a vacation from the little problems that continually pop up in our lives?

And then late tonight, our dog started doing this thing where she gulps and acts frantic and runs to the backyard to eat leaves and drink water from the fountain and generally cause me to worry.  She has a very sensitive stomach but absolutely no sense, so she’s constantly stealing stuff from the counter and eating it.  I have no idea what she got into but it’s super annoying.

Fortunately, it’s time to sleep.  I just hope I don’t have any anxiety dreams like the terrible one where my teeth all fall out.  Wish me luck.

 

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It’s always something, right?

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