...to Mikelle's Pity Party.
When: Now.
Where: Right here.
Why? Because I feel TERRIBLE. Last weekend I left the lights on in my car and didn't realize it until Monday morning at 6 am when trying to leave for clinical. Instead of trying to jump start it, Jeremy just took me to the hospital because I couldn't be late. That made him late for work and then he had to come all the way back to the hospital to pick me up after work. Anyway, we got back home that night, tried to jump the car and nothing. My poor little car wouldn't start. Jeremy said that he would have to replace the battery but it would have to wait until the weekend. So we've had quite the week with only one car. Luckily, I only work about 1 mile from home which made it somewhat bearable. I was relieved when today finally came and I could get my car back. Or so I thought. My handy hubby replaced the battery this morning but to no avail. It was sad watching my car being towed away...
Oh, how I'll miss you... Please come back to me soon.
This wasn't the first time (by a mile) I had left the lights on in my car, but she had always been my Little Engine That Could. Well, she can't anymore. And now she's probably going to cost us a pretty penny to fix, which is all my fault. I guess this isn't going to be our luckiest year when it comes to cars. Just a few months ago Jeremy's car needed some work done, 2000 dollars worth of work done. Sigh.
1 comment:
That really sucks. I am sorry you had to go through all of that. It really sucks to feel stranded especially when it could have all been avoided. Sorry!
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