Well….it’s been an interesting week to say the least. The part needed for the grinder pump was supposed to be here Thursday and it’s still not here. I have running water but nothing can go down the drain. No toilet, no laundry, no showers and I’ve done dishes in a bucket in the backyard with water from the hose. It’s been a challenge.
I switched garbage companies and their cans were on a back order. My old can was picked up yesterday. Thankfully a new one was delivered today so I can take “nowhere to put my garbage” off the list.
We went to a Middle Eastern restaurant last night for book club and we all liked it. The food was great and so was the atmosphere. We left right before they closed at 9pm. I got in my car, backed it up, and waited my turn to leave the parking lot. The red car in front of me turned left and I moved up to the edge of the parking lot. I looked both ways and then put my foot on the gas. My car jerked and then sounded like the engine was grinding. I couldn’t move forward or backward. I opened my car door and looked under the car and nothing had fallen out.
I stepped out of the car and made eye contact with the man in the truck behind me. “I’m sorry, but my car won’t move forward or backward.” He parked his truck and another man helped him after I put my car in neutral and steered as they pushed. I turned off my car in a relatively safe space. He looked under the hood and spoke the words I was suspecting….transmission. I thanked him profusely and then got in my car to decide who I was going to call to come get me. He knocked on my window and pointed to his wife and said “we can take you home.”
He also helped me write a note to put on my windshield and then I jumped in the backseat of the truck. I would have throttled my daughter for getting into a vehicle with a stranger and here I was doing just that. We made small talk and it turns out I have seen him on the news. Something about 3d printers. His wife was lovely, we talked about a local bakery that makes macrons and reminisced about the restaurant that used to make the best sausage gravy and biscuits. I know where she works as well, I will send a thank you card to one of the businesses.
I was very fortunate that they were in the truck behind me. Anything that happens that seems unusually lucky when dealing with car problems I attribute to my grandpa. I know he will always be watching and is the best car guardian angel this family could have.
I called my neighbor this morning and asked him to drive me to my car so I could call a tow truck. He said I didn’t wake him up but I think he just said that to make me feel better. I called the tow truck that Big K recommended and he seemed awfully annoyed. If he wasn’t highly recommended I might have said never mind. He got there and was the cutest little old man, turns out…he just couldn’t hear.
While I was waiting for the tow truck, my neighbor walked over to a large hotel to use their bathroom. I called the credit union to inquire about my car title. I paid off the loan in February and never received the title. The woman said it was highly unlikely that they still had it but she would check. She called me back, said she had it and then apologized. I still have to wait a week for it to be ready. At least it wasn’t lost.
I had the car towed to a transmission shop close to where I work. The adorable tow truck guy Brad said “you should call and leave a message.” Turns out there was an answering service.The guy called me back and asked “what part of the building did you leave the car?” I answered “it’s in the back where the big white door is.” He followed with “which location did you have it towed to?” “There’s more than one?” “Yes, I’ve only been working in the original location because I can’t get enough people to work. Yes, I had it towed to the wrong place.
He was super nice and helpful. I’m glad I chose this place. The status of my car is in limbo but it’s in good hands. KB came over and took us to Lowe’ to pick up a few things. Originally it was mostly for a garbage can. Sometime between when I called her and when she pulled in, they delivered the new can. It wasn’t a wasted trip since I still needed to drop off my spare key. She took us to lunch too, she would not take no for an answer.
It’s been quite the week! I am holding my own over here but I have no idea how this is going to end….Zia