Enemy of Entropy

Mah tahred hurts

24 March 2008, 6:00 pm. 1 Comment. Filed under Family, Health.

Read it pho­net­i­cally. When I’m really tired, I fall back into the Alabama accent.

Made it to my appoint­ment this morn­ing. Made it to Katie’s appoint­ment on the other side of the world. Then the car wouldn’t crank. In fact, it wouldn’t do any­thing at all. Not even the auto­matic door locks were work­ing. No rea­son at all for it — I didn’t leave the lights on or any­thing like that.1

So I had to call AAA, and renew the mem­ber­ship because of course it had expired, and then we waited for the bat­tery truck. And waited. And talked to four or five dif­fer­ent peo­ple to clar­ify exactly where we were2, and what kind of car I was dri­ving, to make sure Bat­tery Guy would have the right model bat­tery for our car.

He tested the bat­tery when he finally found us, and yep, it was dead. Unfor­tu­nately, our make, model, and year car had three dif­fer­ent types of bat­ter­ies. He had two, so of course we needed the third. He jumped us off and sent me down the road to Pep Boys.

They tested again, and the thing barely moved the nee­dle on their tester thingie. So now we have a brand new bat­tery, and I took the chance to get a car charger for my phone.

Katie had wanted to wait to get lunch after her appoint­ment, when we’d be near an Arby’s.3 The poor girl didn’t get her lunch ’til almost 5!

Then we slogged through unusu­ally heavy traf­fic (we should have been going against the flow), and just finally made it home.

I’m glad we can­celed the girl’s ther­apy appoint­ment tonight, because I wasn’t sure then that we’d be back in this area on time. Now I’m just too tired to take her.

Sam is meet­ing a friend from out of town tonight, so he won’t be home ’til later. I’m really grate­ful this didn’t hap­pen when he had the car, because it would have screwed up his work sched­ule and pos­si­bly caused him to miss meet­ing Julia. And, hap­pily, it didn’t hap­pen until after we made both appointments.

If you sent me email today, or tried to chat at me, I’m sorry. I don’t promise a response today. I’m going to bed now, with break­through pain meds and so on.

Oh — for your enter­tain­ment, Toe Read­ing! Thanks to [info]gina­mariewade for the link. If this were April 1, I would be cer­tain it was a hoax.

1 Although I did have the lights on ear­lier, as it had been snow­ing. Yes, I said snow­ing. Geor­gia law requires the use of head­lights if there’s any precipitation.

2 That’s after I gave them the exact address and near­est cross street, the name of the office park, land­marks on four sides, and the alter­nate name for the street. That boy was new to the area or seri­ously dense.

3 Decatur is a no-Arby’s zone, for some weird reason.

1 Comment »

  1. avatar HopeEvey. 24 March 2008, 8:06 pm

    **gen­tle­hugs**

    I’m sorry AAA was so clue­less — I’ve always had very good luck with them.

    Toe Read­ing? That’s def­i­nitely a new one on me.

 

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