Wednesday, November 8

Things fall apart

Last night, the TV in our bedroom died. It had a good life--10, 15 years--but still.

Today, I was leaving--well, trying to leave--for a dentist appointment, and...the car wouldn't start.

It has gas--three quarters of a tank. Oil was changed and inspection performed last week. The antifreeze/coolant light had been coming on, so I hadn't been driving it until we could check that out. I figured, as I prepared to leave, that I could run it to the car place after my dentist appointment.

Well, so much for that.

I just hope this week doesn't get any worse.

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