It all began with the ice storm.
This past week has been full of challenges. Right now, I can only relay them and ponder the insanity of it all. Tomorrow I’ll start trying to sort things out and figure out the extent of the financial fallout. Because there still is some to come. That whole living ahead of our paycheck thing is just going to have to wait.
The ice storm took out our power for several days and knocked a bunch of tree branches down. I thought that might be the end of all the craziness, but I was wrong. The ice storm happened Friday, and we closed up the house as best we could (mostly, emptied the pipes and turned off the water, and shut off anything we remembered being on) and after an unplanned boarding of our cats for the week, went to visit relatives. As I said already, our car died on the way there. We were about 200 miles from our destination, and the car wouldn’t start after we filled it with gas. I swear that car knows we just paid it off and isn’t impressed. We tried, and tried again, then we waited a little while and tried a few more times and I did finally get the thing to start. So we arrived at my parents house without further incident.
My mom loaned us her car so we could visit my inlaws while my car was being checked out by a local mechanic. My car, of course, behaved beautifully for them. Started right up, no signs of problems under the hood, they took it for several extensive test drives throughout the day, and nothing. They are friends of my dad so they did all this for free, which was very nice of them. I went and picked up the car, and we drove it around the rest of the week with no incident.
Then we tried to come home to the midwest yesterday. About 2 hours into that trip, the car stopped working while I was driving. Just totally gave up in the middle of a highway. I managed to pull over to the side, and the car would not restart. I called the state police to get towed (we were on a state highway) and we were actually towed to somewhere open. On a Sunday. I was relieved, for that.
But the problem was, they couldn’t definitively figure out what was wrong with it. I’m not going to try and poorly repeat the technical jargon here, but basically, it could be the computer malfunctioning, or it could just be the connections to the computer that were dirty and misfiring. The car worked just fine for them. They cleaned all the connections, took it on a test drive, and basically said I could try driving it, or I could get the computer replaced, which wouldn’t happen until at least tomorrow. I debated, I thought, I pondered – and we decided to try and drive.
Big mistake. Ten miles in, the car had had enough. We got another tow to the same service station and there my car sits.
I rented a car, an Outback in fact, and packed up my spouse and my kids and left. Well, almost. I did do that, but first I went to pick up the Outback and they had locked the keys in the car while cleaning it and were waiting for a locksmith to open it. Honestly, at that point, I just started laughing hysterically. Of course. Of course you did. That was just how my day was. But I did get the car a little bit later and went off to pick up my family.
In an interesting development, I could fit more stuff into my Saturn than I could the Outback, and had to leave some stuff behind in the trunk of the Saturn. That car sits, broken, 600 miles away. Hopefully it is actually the computer. I guess. I mean, I just want the thing fixed so I can get it back home so I can decide what to do with it. This mystery ailment is not really exciting to me. Especially with 600 miles between it and us.
I’ll call later today and find out what they say. They weren’t sure how long it would take them to get the correct computer. My spouse is going to bring the rental car back later this week, stay in a hotel or with relatives overnight (he has some relatives that are about 100 miles away from where it is) and then drive the fixed car home the next day. When it’s fixed, of course.
I was really scared we’d come home to find some kind of lasting damage to the house from the power outage. Other than having to dump everything in the fridge and freezer (sigh) so far, so good. Except I’m typing this on my spouse’s computer because my computer monitor won’t acknowledge my computer is on. When my spouse wakes up (we didn’t get in til almost 3am) I’ll hook up a different monitor and hope I’ve just killed another monitor and not the computer itself.
There’s always some fun afoot here, it seems.
Fun times here. It isn’t all bleak – my family is safe. We are home. Everything else will sort itself out. I’m just not really positive on the future of my debt eliminating right this second. But that is for me to ponder more after some sleep. Oh, and a call to some tree people to take care of the branches still broken in our tree.