Tuesday, October 23, 2007
a noise, a low and serious need of first aid
It started with a noise. Just a noise. A curious little sound coming from the engine of my car. As I increased in speed, it grew and my HEART SANK.
My car and I have been through a lot. My 2000 Toyota Celica has protected me from accidents, and been my haven when I needed to just get away. It has also caused me great stress, having already replace the engine once. (Toyota is evil!) In truth, my trust level hasn't completely returned and now there is noise.
As my car flew down the interstate to work, I rubbed on my steering wheel convinced I could make my car better. Instead, my blood sugar joined my sinking heart and plummeted forcing me to stop my car on the side of the road.
Both of us sit on the side of the road, in desperate need of first aid.
41. And that was not my speed. I sat in my car and downed the only two tabs in my car, and frantically hit speed dial to my office. "Car ...noise...low, On the interstate" is I could muster.
My friends came to my rescue with juice, but I'm not so sure the car will be OK. Now safe and level headed, I am going to have to let go of my old friend, and begin the hellish search for a new one. Good-bye to my car, hello to a monthly payment!