TGIT (Thank God It’s Tuesday)
. . . cuz Monday kind of sucked. We took my car to a repair shop that specializes in Toyotas. On the way back, my hubby’s car stalled out over and over and check engine light came on. Made it home and I tweeted and Facebooked to find a repair shop around here (we’re in a new neighborhood, and don’t have all that sorted out) that can work on BMWs. Found one; they came and picked Chris up and we were home all day with the baby and no transportation.
Not a big deal, really, but kind of comical. We have to get the cars emission tested because it’s our birthday month (both of us). They were both fixed late yesterday and the techs told us NOT to take it to emissions until we’ve driven it at least 40+ miles and started the car several times. Not an exact science, apparently, but if you get your oxygen sensor replaced (both cars needed that), the computer won’t reset in the way emissions testing needs it to “for a while.”
Every day we wait now is a day I have to pay fees on my darn license registration.
Totally my fault, er, my husband’s fault. My check engine light came on last summer when we were visiting Dad. Dad and Chris figured out what was wrong and fixed it (or thought they fixed it). Check engine light remained on. Dad said to unplug battery for five minutes to reset it. Which my husband finally did. Saturday. It didn’t work and so that brings us to Monday morning and the story you’ve already heard.
But just cuz that wasn’t fun enough, our little lemon house had a surprise in store for us Sunday night: a LEAK! Rain dripping in to my baby’s room.
The fun. It never ends. I cannot WAIT to move into the new house. Please, please, please, Brian, hurry up and build it. Be the first builder in history to come in AHEAD of schedule. Please. I’m begging you. Get me out of this house.
–Sherean