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In which my wipers died


Today, as per usual, it was raining when I pulled out of my garage to go to Spinning.  I therefore turned on my lights and my windshield wipers.  After all, that’s a STATE LAW.  I adjusted the wipers to high and BOOM they totally stopped working.


I tried again and again and alas, the wipers were dead.  Now it was raining pretty hard but it wasn’t pouring and I was trying to decide whether I could make it to the gym or not so I called Kevin.


Me:                  so now my wipers aren’t working


(Don’t even forget about all the broken parts and the broken cup holders and all the other shit going down with the car)


Kevin:             did you turn them off and back on again




Me:                  of course I did. Now they’re dead


Kevin:             can you see well enough to work out?


Me:                  well … oops here comes a car.  Maybe not?


Kevin:             I’d definitely go work out


Me:                  the thing is if it rains any harder I’m screwed


Kevin:             take Daniel’s car


Me:                  uggghhh…he’s a slob but ok


(And I turned around to go home and take Daniel’s car)


Kevin:             you should probably leave a note


Me:                  are you kidding me?  He doesn’t wake up until 12:00.  It’s 8:20 and I’ll be there and back again before he even knows.


Kevin:             good point



So I went to take Daniels car and of course, all the lights were on saying “needs a new oil filter” and “wiper fluid low” and “you’re a putz” (I made that one up) but seriously, his car was full of all the stuff he packed in his car two weeks ago.


I can only assume his intention is to someday live out of his car since there’s cleaning products, a microwave, a toaster and some garbage cans in there.


The good news is that I did make it to spinning.   The bad news is that Daniel is going to definitely clean up that car, change the oil and possibly be murdered.


Also … I think I might need to consider a new car.


That’s’ my day, how’s yours?

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  1. Jester Queen
    August 12, 2013

    We love our Hyundai Sonata. My mother in law loves her Honda … I forget what … sedan. I’ve heard good things prisuwise. And I can’t wait for the new car post.

    • Lynn
      August 12, 2013

      the wiper motor was sooooo expensive but now i have wipers again…will keep you posted

  2. Julie
    August 12, 2013

    I got in my daughter’s car the other day and almost had a stroke. Told her to clean it out ~ to my standards or she was welcome to take over the monthly payments.

    • Lynn
      August 12, 2013

      my kids cars are ALL terrible

  3. Michael Rochelle
    August 12, 2013

    So, what you’re saying is that the next time there is a missing person report, we need to have the FBI start with Daniel’s car. LOL.
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    • Lynn
      August 13, 2013

      hahaha…basically yes

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