ManicMama's Journal

You know how people always assign genders to their cars? I've decided my car is an old lady. She's not that old, 12 years old, but in car years that's like 70 right? Anyhow. I am SO SO HAPPY!

The old girl pulled through for me today. God was smiling on us. The old gal has been running rough for a couple weeks now. Ty changed the spark plugs and wires, but still no change. Well today, the check engine light came on, and stayed on this time, so I knew I needed to get it checked out. After taking it to 3 different places, I finally found a car repair shop that could run a diagnostic on her. And they found that the O2 sensor was probably the problem. BUT they needed to run a couple more tests to be sure. Cool. So Riley and I wait. Riley entertains everyone with her little cutie gibberish and hop routine. We wait. Then the mechanic comes out with this small pipe like thing. He tells me he found that this valve thingy was all shredded (technical term: Vacuum line for the PCV valve). He says he has an extra, puts it on NO CHARGE! Just had to pay for the diagnostic!! How amazing is that!!!

I love it. I don't have to borrow money to fix my car and I found an honest mechanic (very rare, don't ya think?). I'm so so so happy. Only bad news is I had to miss work for the day. Office manager, Erin, didn't seem too upset about it. So everything's good!