So I hit the snooze alarm a few times, thinking I deserve a little more sleep after the past few days I've had. Finally get up, shower, get dressed.
Still plenty of time to make it into the office.
Get downstairs, slide into truck, insert key into ignition and turn.
Not a sound.
I knew what it was, even as I didn't want to admit it. I call a friend to come get me and, while he's here, try to jumpstart my truck. No luck.
It's the starter. I just know it is. Fuck.
Into the office, do a meeting, a couple of other things, then get friend to drive me back at lunch time, call a tow truck. $35 to get it to a repair shop about a 1/4 mile away. Shit.
Owner of the shop agrees. Starter.
Lucky I go to this guy for tires and alignment and other issues. He only charges me $65 labor. Part is $217. At least it's an easy job and they're done with it before 4 p.m.
Just not the best time to have to shell out more than $300 — day after paying off taxes and penalties plus a full week and a half till next payday.
Oh well. I like grilled cheese, tuna and other homemade sammiches. Good thing, since that's about all I'll be eating for a little while.
Hell, at least all the bills for the month are paid off already and any new ones that come in will wait till payday. Could be much worse.
And, you know what? I've had this truck since April 1994. It's 12 years old. This is the second time the starter's gone. I'm on the fourth battery. The air conditioning and radio haven't worked for a looooooong time. But it still runs well. It gets me around. It's totally paid for. So I am grateful for all the years it's given me ... and will continue to give me.
OK ... tomorrow I vow to write something fun, funny and/or uplifting. This is the last bitch-and-whine post you'll see here for a little bit.
Or at least until the next time I get fucked by the cosmos.
Random Guam Fact Of The Day:
• Today, on Guam, was Tuesday. Sorry, that's all I got for today.