My car is back tra-la!!!! It makes the driveway look sooo much happier. Concrete is dull and boring and needs a lot of spice for contrast especially now that the grass has turned that weird winter green/brown/yellow color. Not so lovely.
I almost forgive the guy for having it for a week and two days. Car is less cranky sounding on cold start...the bearing and sway bars being fixed make it turn nicer with less rattling...and mostly I am happy it is not perma-broken or have some mystery gremlin that no mechanic can fathom.
So, despite the ouchy price tag $1614 and some change, it is still cheaper than finding a different good on gas car. Lots of things are cheap right now, but all of them guzzle gas like an alcoholic on a bender. Cash for clunkers really made life suck for anyone looking for a used car. Lots of the so-called "clunkers" would have been just fine by reasonable standards...people just wanted a good deal on a new car. Plus, I figure if I'm nice to it, I can put 100,000 more miles on that car. Jon's Jeep is 100,000 miles ahead of my car and still going strong.
So, for Christmas, I get my car back!
Now I just have to deal with three, YES THREE different versions of "Run Rudolph Run" to help pay for the repair (and all the other living expenses) at work. I counted 15 plays of that fucking song yesterday. Yes, run, Rudolph, run right in front of a Peterbilt on the freeway. Then that will be the end of you.
Jon left for work quite some time ago. Nice to have some time to myself and not leave for work an hour to four hours early...although the four hour early days I usually have tea with a pal. And I do think I am going to continue the tradition as long as I don't work until 1 30 or 2 30 on freight days. That could change due to the corporate office's weird ideas on freight...but I am not going to volunteer to do freight at 5 am...and the powers that be will have to force me into it.
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