I'm so sick of hearing myself complaining, but this one's a good tale, and so I shall tell.
I had it all together this morning, until about 6:45am, the time I was supposed to leave for work. I had managed, at this point in the day, to get up, shower (!), get dressed, and get out the door. I walked over to my car, and even thought, "I'm going to get there early!" That was, until, my car wouldn't start.
It's not like I drive a beater either. Yes, my car is 4 1/2 years old, but that's not exactly breaking down age. I bought my car new, and have changed the oil every so often, what else could I have done? I even washed the car last week, surely that must extend its life somehow!
That's when I saw the gas light. Now this happened to me once before, when I lived two blocks down the street and had only street parking, often I would run out of gas just looking for a place to park. So I did what any fully-capable girl would do, I walked to the gas station to buy a gas can and a gallon of gas to fill er' up.
Lugging the gallon of gas home, I got woozy and nearly passed out. I finally mustered up the energy to fill up the car, and put down the gas tank to turn on the car. And it wouldn't start.
So then I did what any level-headed girl who just spent 4 days bed ridden with the flu would do, I cried and called my boss, who heard me coughing and crying and told me to stay home.
Which is what I did. It was way too ambitious to think that after having the flu I was ready to go back. I'm so lucky my work is understanding. And they are so lucky that I have not been there to infect them with what ever kind of flu this is for the last two days.
The Boyfriend (have I told you how great he is? I could go on all day...) called AAA for me, and they came out to investigate.
Turns out I needed a new battery. Not a jump, for I didn't leave a light on in the car or anything, but just a new battery in general. Turns out those things die every three or four years or so. Who knew? So $137 later, my car works. And I'll be at work tomorrow.
So I spent the day in bed, where I've now been for 5 days. Did I tell you that both Running Buddy Selena and Carpool Buddy Rick both have this flu too? Boy, oh boy, is it contagious! So stay away friends. I know you're just reading this, but considering I wrote it, you better go wash your hands.