Dear Diary,
Here we go again. Let me first say that I am fairly happy and content with my life at present. It doesn't always seem that way, because I keep getting these curveballs thrown my way. But here's the latest. My car is dead again. At this moment, it's sitting at the dealer after an afternoon of diagnostics, and there's still no prognosis. This makes me a little sad. Mostly because I fear what it might do to my pocketbook. Mechanic says that if it's electrical, it's not covered under warranty. If they gave me a faulty battery, it won't cost a thing. If it's not the latter, I'm hoping it's somewhere in between. My fear is that it is the alternator.
But apart from the damage it may cause to my purse, it also causes me to drive around a vehicle I'm not entirely comfortable with. To me, it's a gigantic truck. To those who know trucks, it's just a Ranger. Apparently that's not big. But neither am I, so....
Anyway, if you leave off the part about my car, things are going pretty well right now. My diet is working out properly. I leave for Cincinnati in about a week. And I'm still keeping a log of people I meet that meet those 3 previously stated qualifications. (So far, we're at 1 for the week. The one I told you about on Sunday).
So hopefully tomorrow's events will bring another into my world, so I can put up a second tally mark. Otherwise, my prospects are looking bleaker than I realized...
Will tomorrow come through for me?...
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