So, once more.... that #$@% car of mine.... is dead.
What a lovely car I have; a beautiful wine color..... new(er)..... comfy as all get out.... and now, dead. It's lovely, in my driveway.... un-useable.
I ride on a vanpool to Denver from my home, and get up at 0:dark:30. I get my drowsy self ready, and all cozy in my coat, gloves, and scarf.... head out to my car (that beauty) and press my automatic key opener; nothing. I assume at this point, it's the opener right? Good thought? Battery in there must be warn down.... now, I fumble around to see my key in that pitch black and finally get the door open. Get in, and go to start the car; nothing. Now the key is stuck in the ignition and the gear shift won't move. OH JOY! Just what I want to deal with at 5:30 in the morning..... I run in, and get my all problem solving hubby, who runs out with his workout shorts and tshirt to determine - amazing enough - it's dead. Weird.... Well, by now I've missed my van and it's not like I can drive my beautiful envoy to Denver, since I can't even drive it down my driveway.... let alone get my keys out of it! I guess I'll just stare at it for now. What a beauty.
6 years ago