Friday the 13th.  But yesterday couldn't be beaten for bad luck.  The fan in my AC system went out, so now I have to go back to the car repair place, again.  I just hope it didn't take out the compresser.  Or at least if it is, the stupid thing is covered under warrantee.  It's only a week old.  I think if they tell me it isn't covered, I will say, okay, thank you.  And leave.  And go somewhere else.  The only reason I am going back is because of the possiblilty that if the compresser is dead, it will be covered under warrantee.  It just seems to me, if the fan was shot last Friday, they should have known it was about to go out.  Oh well.  Slept better, did good at breakfast, but won't really have time to get a run in this morning.  Will make a point to run tomorrow I suppose.  Really not looking forward to spending the day at the car repair place.  Almost hoping I get to tell them to kiss my tiny hiney!   Update, took all morning, but it was a blown fuse.  Fixed it, no charge.  So I guess he is still my mechanic.