How I Spent My Sunday Morning.
See these boxes?
All this and I spent
Not as much as it is going to be.
I wake up
after another fitful night's sleep.
That is three nights in a row.
Playing Solitaire on my phone,
And so it goes.
This morning, I decide that I am going to Hazen.
It is a flea market about an hour and a half from here.
I ask a friend,
I ask Shawnee if I can take Gracelyn
I ask JWS if he wants to go....
in the end,
I go myself.
I go myself.
Looking forward to a quiet morning alone
maybe some nice bargains
a visit with a friend that lives on the way.
Comfy shoes, comfy clothes, some big tote bags
and off I go.
Let me back up a little to say that I have been having some issues
with my vehicle.
smell of gas...
I stand in the garage
"Should I take a different vehicle?"
There are two other ones there.
In the end, I take mine.
A mere, 20 miles up the road
(refer to the pictures to follow)
I call JWS, he advises me to get antifreeze at the next service station
and I do.
Let me also back up to say that on Friday
I said that I thought I needed a water pump.
To which he laughed.
Now I am going to back up even farther.
I have driven
64 Galaxie 500
an assortment of pick-ups
80 something Monte Carlo
a $35 Toyota
A Corsica given to me by my cousin
A Corsica given to me by a nun,
(there were some pretty lean years)
None of them new,
many of them pretty old,
because of that,
I have seen my share of water pumps gone bad.
I have seen my share of head gaskets, transmissions, radiators,
bad tires, wheel alignments, alternators, wheel bearings,
and a few that had to be started on a hill by
popping the clutch,
not to mention those that had to have a
screwdriver in the carburetor to start
one or two broken frames.
I think it needs a water pump!
So, I fill it with antifreeze,
then I buy another gallon,
and start for the mechanic's place
where JWS agrees to meet me.
Did I mention that cell service is spotty, at best.
The first break down, they let me use the land line.
The second break down,
I had to stand perfectly still to call,
The third overheating happened here.
Pretty setting, right?
I thought so also until
look alike pulled up to try and help me
while nothing usually scares me...
I was petrified.
My heart was racing as I assured him that I was fine
thank you for stopping to check,
(but please oh, please leave without causing me any bodily harm.)
I put in the next gallon of antifreeze and left.....fast.
This was my fourth breakdown.
At least this was a store.
I bought a gallon of water,
tired of the high price of antifreeze,
and as I was paying...
JWS walked in.
He found me.
No small task considering the amount of roads that I could have been on.
Loved the moose though.
People there were very nice.
Now there is a nice man under my car.
He gets up,
and says the words that make me want to kiss him,
"I THINK IT NEEDS A WATER PUMP."
The smug look on my face said it all.
JWS does not laugh at this man.
Hmmmm, wonder why?
I limp it another ten miles or so and we are at the mechanics.
I push and shove to get my keys in the drop box.
I will call him Tuesday.
And the boxes above?
JWS took me to a few antique/junk stores
before stopping at a store and buying lunch items.
He is cooking lunch.
I guess I won't complain too much about the water pump thing!
All in all, not a terrible morning!