saving my soul up and waiting for rain
Jan. 21st, 2006 03:50 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png)
I call my mechanic to see if I can come pick up the girl scout cookies from the trunk. Sure, he says, come up whenever. I ask if he's had a chance to look at it, and when he says "unfortunately..." my first thought is that it got really busy and that I'd have to keep waiting, but then he finishes with "...yes" and my heart sinks to my knees.
We didn't take the whole front end apart yet (my kneecaps are seriously getting displaced here), but when we opened her up we saw that the timing belt is totally loose (loose? not broken. my kneecaps are more comfortable, but my heart is wading around my calf muscles now). We can swap that out early next week (i start calculating how long i'm about to be totally broke and my heart is somewhere in the vicinity of my shins) but we're not sure *why* it's loose; it could be the water pump or the rollers or anything (ankles). We can't tell that until we get a new timing belt on it, and then we'll see if the engine is still good.
I suddenly get the unpleasant first-hand knowledge of what it feels like to trod on one's own heart.
My car, my three-month-old first ever car, may be totally dead. Or need a new/rebuilt engine. How much does that cost? I don't want to know.
This is the 100's&1000's on top of a messy sundae of my absolutely crappy week. And I am not amused.
Oh, and when I got up today, the power was out. It looks like my crappy week isn't over.
the hedge abides.
We didn't take the whole front end apart yet (my kneecaps are seriously getting displaced here), but when we opened her up we saw that the timing belt is totally loose (loose? not broken. my kneecaps are more comfortable, but my heart is wading around my calf muscles now). We can swap that out early next week (i start calculating how long i'm about to be totally broke and my heart is somewhere in the vicinity of my shins) but we're not sure *why* it's loose; it could be the water pump or the rollers or anything (ankles). We can't tell that until we get a new timing belt on it, and then we'll see if the engine is still good.
I suddenly get the unpleasant first-hand knowledge of what it feels like to trod on one's own heart.
My car, my three-month-old first ever car, may be totally dead. Or need a new/rebuilt engine. How much does that cost? I don't want to know.
This is the 100's&1000's on top of a messy sundae of my absolutely crappy week. And I am not amused.
Oh, and when I got up today, the power was out. It looks like my crappy week isn't over.
the hedge abides.