Yesterday morning started as it usually does.
I went to yoga at the ungodly hour of 5:30 (yes, am). On the way back I noticed that my gas light was on.
Yes, the very same gas tank that I resolutionized to keep full.
I decided to go get gas BEFORE going home so that I wouldn’t risk running out of gas with all 3 children in the minivan. (yes, I am kidding. I totally know the EXACT amount of road I can cover after the gas light comes on but I maturing. I am a mother. I have responsibilities.)
I stopped for gas. Filled up. It was 6:55 am and I had a full tank of gas…YEAH.
I got in the car. Turned on the ignition.
click.
Crap.
click.
Crap.
click.
Are you kidding me?
Crap.
I knew blog-Stedman was already miles away on his way to work. I also knew if I called him I would receive the much deserved and often recited “This is why you should keep your gas tank full” lecture in all its glory. With footnotes.
click.
Crap.
click.
Crap.
I stepped out of the car in all my post-yoga glory to check the outside of the car. I don’t know why. What was I expecting?
A big yellow button on the side of my minivan. A flashing sign in the shape of an arrow pointing to the big yellow button. The flashing sign would say, “just press this button to get your car working”.
No button.
Crap.
“Sounds like your battery.”
Crap. (audible)
“I have some jumper cables in the back here, do you want me to try?”
I looked across the pump to an angel of mercy dressed in khaki shorts and a sweatshirt. He almost glowed.
Thanks. You have no idea how much I appreciate it.
Thanks again.
Thanks. I really mean it.
A few minutes later I was on my way home.
An hour later I was waiting for a new battery to be installed.
A few hours later I checked my gas gauge.
Whew, still full.
I now have a new resolution…
No more playing chicken with karma.
There’s a 5:30 in the MORNING now?
You know, I could see on their car talk show – but I didn’t realize that it was click and crap. I’m going to have to listen more closely.
Oh yeah, karma has tried desperately to screw me over in those types of situations. It thought it had me at the used bookstore last week, but I prevailed. Next time karma. Next time.
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Why do you keep deleting my comments? I want to know why you lose so much money playing online day after day.
You go to yaga at 5:30 in the morning? I wish I had your energy!! Also, I wish everything hard had an “Easy” button! Calculus – no problem! Easy Button! Cooking a Souflee? No problem! Easy Button!
I am so glad that there was someone there to help you out. But wait… you get up at what time to go to yoga? You are amazing.
Most of my crap car moments involve the keys in the ignition, the engine running, and me locked out. Not a lot of click happening, but plenty of crap.
I just bookmarked your page. You are so fun! I have been to click. crap. land. I have a condo there:)
I love your blog. Thanks for all the comments as well, I will definitely be stopping by more often