Aug 1 2006

it is not yet 6:00 pm and it has already been a crummy day. It started ok, got the kid off to school and put some chicken in the crockpot and got ready to go pick her up for dance. Matthew was here and I had him call the garage and see what it would cost and when they could get my car in for a diagnostic. I never did hear the price but it really doesn't matter cause they could get us in a week from Monday. So Matt called the Ford garage and the first question they asked was what kind of car....93 Ford Taurus. So another 10 minutes or so ensues and the guy says OH...sorry but we don't work on anything over 10 years old. *&(^% So he called Firestone who I don't much like but hey .... they said bring it in. The cost was only 2x as much as the first place (wonder why they are so busy?) but less then the Ford garage.
....Ok it will go in and I will take the truck with the slipping clutch and pick up Aundrea and take her to dance. So Roy leaves, Matt leaves, and I try to leave. The TRUCK WILL NOT START! I am sure I don't need to tell you what I said. Use your imagination. I called Roy's cell phone and guess where it was.... on the table in the living room. Matt usually has No time on his but hey, I tried it anyway. A miracle... he answered. He was at the gas station so I told him to go get Aundrea and bring her here and try to get the truck going. In the mean time I called Firestone and asked if an OLD man with a red car was there and they gave him the phone. I told him the car wouldn't start and he asked me if I had the clutch pushed in all the WAY! Pooh, I forgot. I only drive the truck about once a year under protest. So Matt got here with the kid and he moved the seat up for me cause that sticks and I was going to put a pillow behind me.
........In the meantime the shelter called and they want the kittens back. So I said ok, after I get home from dance we will bring them out. So we are driving out to Port Orchard and I am driving slow... under the speed limit. People are going past me like I am a snail. Well too bad. Well we get there only 15 minutes late and it all goes well. We come home and get the kittens out to the shelter. We come home and Michelle is here early to get Aundrea. So we gather up all her assorted stuff and where is her homework? She handed it to me when she got in the truck and I put it somewhere....... who knows. So BAD GRANDMA lost the homework.
I am sooooo glad I put the chicken in the crock pot or there would be no dinner.
And the car......it will only cost $600 to bail it out.