I have a real problem during the winter. I suffer from SAD (seasonal affective disorder). I need the light and there has been very little of it lately. That is why when there is a sunny day I sit by my window soaking up the sun.
When the days are gray and gloomy I start to feel antsy and know I need to get out of the house. That's when I will usually hit the thrift stores and go to auctions. Last week was no exception and so on Thursday I went to one of my usual auctions. It's not only a chance to find things for my shop, but it is a chance for me to visit with all of my auction friends and the
The Thursday auction is one town over from where I live and I love driving through the countryside to get there and back. Last week when I got ready to leave the auction my car was a bit cranky when I started it, and since it had been awhile since I had replaced the battery I decided to come back through town instead of taking the country road. I really did not want to be sitting on the side of a country road waiting for AAA if the car died. They do always ask if you are in a safe place and I would probably be screaming "NO, I'M NOT. HELP!!"
Take my word for it. These boots were not made for walking.
So to make a long story short. (I'm not particularly a Chatty Cathy), on the "safe" way home I ran over something in the road and blew out my tire. My six week old new tire. It was flat as a fritter.Well, no problem, Laura, the place where you buy your tires knows that you always get road hazard insurance and so it will be covered.
WRONG!! WRONG!! WRONG!!
They forgot to ask me if I wanted the coverage, which of course they would never admit, and so I had to buy another new tire.
On top of that after waiting for AAA to arrive (yes I had to call them anyway) I found I out I did need a new battery, Mine was dead Fred.
This morning when I went out and started up my "everything is now perfect car" the check engine soon" light came on.
Message to universe. I think Laura needs a new car.
P.S. I did remember to say please didn't I?