So I have a fear. If you recall awhile back this past Winter (Jan? maybe) when I was still fairly new to Houston, I was on my way home from work on the beltway and my car started acting up... then on the exit ramp it started to get worse and then complete silence... my car died on me. Here I am on a major road, cars honking at me, and no real idea of where I was still. I only knew how to get home from work and to work, street names were still a mystery. That was the scariest moment I have had in Houston. I had no idea what to do, so I cried. A stranger helped push my car into a construction lot, and I called my husband and gave him the wrong directions to where I was which he thankfully figured out. I was so scared about what happened that a police officer stayed with me until my husband showed up. Terrifying. Would I be that scared if it happened at back home? Heck no! My Cougar went through a phase of dying on me shortly before it kicked the bucket and it didn't scare me at all because I knew I had family and friends near by to help me and would be there within a moments notice... but in Houston? Heck no and if it happens again you can bet I'll probably cry again if I'm on another major road during rush hour.
So right before Christmas my car started to give me little hints again that it wasn't well. She was taking a lot longer to start up when I'd crank the engine and sometimes she seemed to be a little rough. So I only drove her when needed... to and from work... the fastest and shortest way home. Yesterday I jumped into my car, put the key in, and very nervously decided that maybe I shouldn't drive her that day. I called hubby up and told him that we needed to take her in before I start back at work on Monday and that hopefully it wont be expensive.
This morning we took her in, posted a Facebook status asking for mini-car prayers and while he went to work, I quickly googled all of the possible outcomes. Alternator maybe.. but not a strong contender... spark plugs... fuel pump... battery? PLEASE let it be the Battery... please please please. A few minutes later I heard the familiar PING of the Gmail chat indicator and my husband gave me the good news... I needed a new battery. Thank Goodness!
A battery and we treated my baby to new spark plugs since it was time anyways and she has been such a trooper.
Today we were blessed with just a minor car repair, and finding out our closing date. We'll close on our house on the 12th of January. I couldn't be any more excited then I was today.
... Okay well I could be but I won't be greedy ;)
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