Update
If you see a post with my husband’s msn messenger info sometime tonight or this morning, please disregard…I actually tried posting it from my phone to my blog like I did the picture post, hoping someone could message him to check his phone. But so far, that one hasn’t come through.
All is well in my world once more.
The tow truck got there after about 30-45 minutes. Since my car was stuck in second gear and couldn’t be put in neutral, *I* had to get in to guide it onto the tow truck. So here I am, on top of an overpass, and being pulled onto a tow truck with the bed sitting at AT LEAST a 40 degree angle. That chain popped and creaked like nobody’s business, and I just KNEW it was going to break and I was going to go hurtling off the overpass anyway. But I didn’t.
I had them tow the car out to the place we use in Madison. I was there for an hour and a half before they looked at the car, which was really quick considering I wasn’t even sure they’d be able to look at it today. But I think they felt sorry for me because I couldn’t get in touch with my husband.
I swear, I called like fifty times over the course of the three hours I was stranded, but my husband never heard the call because his cell phone was charging in the kitchen while he slept in the bedroom, and the bedroom door was closed.
It cost $30 for the man to look at the car….I had not been able to shift gears, and it turned out that there was a quarter stuck in my gearshift. That leather cover over the gearshift came loose a while back, and I guess junk got down into the gears somehow.
Anyhow, this was so embarrassing. I had $23 left after paying the tow guy, so the mechanic sent me home and told me to bring it back later. So I came home, went by the bank, got his money, and drove it back out to him. Over an hour round trip. But it is done. I was out a day’s work and $100 over a quarter.
Thank God for my mother. If she hadn’t slipped some money into my purse over the weekend, I wouldn’t have even been able to get my car towed.
Once I did get back home, I crashed SO hard. I still don’t want to get up and do anything. And I am so glad it’s not the clutch or motor or something terribly expensive.
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