what a day

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This has been quite a day. Actually, quite a couple of days. Remember my sad story about my Ford Taurus?  Well, yesterday, the “junk car people” came and picked it up. I was sad. No, really, I was sad. That car had served me well for eighteen years. Not once it ever stall on me. Not once was I stuck somewhere along the road. So-o-o-o-while looking for a new car, I’m driving my mother’s. It only  has 50,000 miles but it’s twelve years old and has obviously not been driven much.

I thought I heard some unusual sounds yesterday but my hubby took it out for a spin and it was fine. I got up early this morning to have some blood work done (I’ll tell you about that in a minute), and then ran some errands. Again, the car seemed to be acting funny. As I turning into a parking spot, it stalled twice.  I didn’t panic and went about my business. On my way home, I felt I should stay off the main roads just in case. As I’m driving, it completely stalls so I steer to the side of the road. At this point, I’m a few blocks from my mother’s. I knew I could walk the rest of the way if I had to.  I sat there a few minutes then tried it again. It started and I was able to get to her house, where I called a friend to come pick me up and take me home. I dropped the car off at our trusted garage and am waiting for the call. Back to this morning…………..

After fasting for fourteen hours, I got up early and was at the lab by 8:00. They drew my blood and then proceeded to tell me the insurance wouldn’t pay for all the tests. Now this has never happened and we’ve had the same insurance for a few years now. So I spent the rest of the day talking to the insurance company, the doctor’s office and the lab and have them all blame each other. Finally did get that figured out. In the middle of all this, I decided to make little pumpkin cakes. I had just read yesterday about all the ways to “doctor” a cake mix to make it test more like a bakery cake. Well, I must have done something wrong because they burnt a little on the bottom and were quite dry. There again, my stove is about as old as my car!

Tomorrow has got to go better, right?

All kidding aside, I’ll take days like this any day compared to what so many people deal with every day.