What a day.
Yes, today is one of those days that just refused to let me be. I typically get to sleep in a bit later on thursdays & fridays b/c I don't have to take my little sister to school, but of course, my Dad flaked, so I had to take her to school. About halfway there, I notice the pitch of my car's engine sounds slightly different. I look at the gauge cluster, no lights are flashing at me, I look at the temp gauge, it's past the H mark. FUCK. It's early in the morning, and my fucking car is overheating. I pull over into a gas station to make sure the fluid levels are okay. There's oil, but not a drop of coolant. Thinking i'd just go get some water to put into the car from the gas station i had pulled into, I reach for my wallet. Of course it wasn't in it's little compartment, I'd left it at home. So I had to limp the car to my sister's school, drop her off, then limp home. This consisted of driving the car to 80mph, then turning it off, and coasting until i hit about 20mph, then clutch starting in 5th gear, repeat. Fortunately I made it home without destroying anything internal on the car. So I figure I'm not doing too bad. I check the damage, a rock had hit my radiator, crushed one of the passages in the core & cracked it. So now I new what I had to fix, all that was left to do was fix it. I finally get around to pulling the radiator, it takes me about 20 minutes to pull it. Earlier I'd aske a friend if she'd taxi me around if I needed, she said sure. So I call her up, no answer. I see that she's online, so I im her, but no answer. So I start to get pretty grumpy b/c I realize it's not going to be easy to get this crap fixed. I call up another friend, who says he can be over in 30 min. Great, another wait, but hey, it's better than nothing. At his suggestion, I also call the shop I was going to take the radiator to. Of course the only guy who works there that can fix radiators isn't working today. I call another shop that refers me to another shop. Finally, someone is there who can fix my aluminum radiator. So he gets over here, takes me to drop off the radiator. I buy him lunch, he takes me home. I call up the place to see if the radiator is done, but the guy isn't even back yet from lunch. So I continue to wait. I try to take a nap, but it was some of the most restless sleep i've ever had. Finally I get the call, and I'm off to pick up the radiator. I borrow my mom's old van, which my dad now mostly drives. It saddened me to see how poorly it was running. I'd always kept it running in good condition for it's age, but since my dad's been driving it, it's a total piece now. Anyhow, I get all the shit, come home, put the radiator in, fill it up, and let the car idle. Everything is good, until the temp spikes up to super hot again. FUCK. So I'm thinking the thermostat may have cracked and is sticking. I call up the two local honda dealerships, the first one says special order item, the 2nd one has it in stock. I'm not 100% sure it's the thermostat, but i'd rather have one on hand than end up needing one and not being able to get one. So i go and dump another 50 bucks on a new thermostat (typically they're 5-10 dollar parts, but b/c my car & engine are so new, of course they're super pricey). anyhow, I get the thermostat, and drive around some more. The car doesn't temperature spike again, so it must have just been an air pocket in the block. So I didn't need to spend the 50 bucks on a new thermostat. Oh well. at least I have one now in case I ever need it.
Anyhow, it was a shitty day. I hate stressing about my baby. She's always so good to me, never gives me any trouble. It was fucking scary to have something that could have been a major problem happen with her. But I'm her gaurdian angel, I won't let anything happen to her.
But one thing it did highlight is the fact that if I was ever to be in dire need, who would be my savior? There are people that I care about, but somehow I feel that none of them really understand how deep my concern for them really is. It makes me want to stop caring and be a selfish person. But I know that i couldn't ever stop caring, it's just not in my nature. But it frustrates me to the point where I want to explode.
Anyhow, it was a shitty day. I hate stressing about my baby. She's always so good to me, never gives me any trouble. It was fucking scary to have something that could have been a major problem happen with her. But I'm her gaurdian angel, I won't let anything happen to her.
But one thing it did highlight is the fact that if I was ever to be in dire need, who would be my savior? There are people that I care about, but somehow I feel that none of them really understand how deep my concern for them really is. It makes me want to stop caring and be a selfish person. But I know that i couldn't ever stop caring, it's just not in my nature. But it frustrates me to the point where I want to explode.