Women – I have something to discuss with you today. I just know this is going to touch your hearts as much as it touches mine. Are you ready for the topic? Car problems. There you go – I heard your sighs all the way here at the Hotel Thompson. Why do car problems bother us so much?
As a younger woman, I tinkered with cars. Can you believe that? But coming from a large family where I have seven older brothers, my dad made sure I knew my way around a car. I have a fond memory of when me and Jim first started dating. I had a Dodge Omni at the time that was unreliable as a Dollar Store pregnancy test. One time, I was going home from his house. His mom/dad followed us because they knew my car was unreliable. About half way home, sure enough my car stopped running. I pulled over to the side of the road and got the flash light out of the glove box. I handed it to Jim where he proceeded to look at me like a deer in the headlights. He said, “What do you want me to do?” Without missing a beat, I opened my door and said, “Hold the flashlight for me.” So there we were outside of the car, hood up, Jim holding the flashlight and me tinkering underneath it with the carburetor. That’s how Jim’s mom/dad found us when they rolled up beside us… of course they were laughing hysterically and yes I got it running again.
So, I’m not a stranger to the makings of a car; however, with all of the newer electronics in cars these days, I’m not as good as I once was. That’s when last week on Thursday my check engine light came on and I squealed like Bacon. Really? It’s already a tough time of the year. I’m closing the year 2015 at work and I can’t begin to tell you that my mind is mush from all of the number crunching. I had so many errands to run last weekend – grocery shopping, pharmacy, plasma donations, Houdini needed a bath, Bacon needed piggy chow and the purr things were about to abandon the Hotel Thompson if they didn’t get some treats and fresh litter. So my hands were full as well as my calendar and wallet.
Being resourceful though and Jim still to this day not having a mechanically inclined touch in his entire body, I did what any solid mind girl would do. I sat down and had me a cry. You know one of those gut sucking the world is coming to an end cries. Of course this was outside of the Hotel Thompson. Had it been and the anipals heard me, I would have been licked to death 🙂
And do you know what else doesn’t work when your Check Engine light is on? Take a guess – your remote start. Now, remote start is one of those things that I didn’t think I would use all that often if ever and I never thought I would miss it. Let me tell you something. I missed it totally! I use it to turn on the Jeep in the mornings to get the frost off the windows. I use it running to the car in the evenings to turn on the heat before I get in. Gosh, I was missing this!
After my cry, I hit the internet and researched the problem with the Jeep. That’s when I learned two things. The Jeep has a lot of extras that I didn’t know about (which is good) and I found the problem (which is better.) You see, if the check engine light comes on and flashes – then you have an engine problem – good to know huh? But if the check engine light comes on solid, then more than likely it’s a gas problem. It could be either you got cheap gas, the gas cap is dirty or the gas cap is not tight. Looking back at where I got gas the last time, I think it was dirty. So with a paper towel in hand, I took the gas cap off, cleaned it and then put it back on tight. Now it says in the manual that you may have to crank, drive around and park it 4-5 times before the light goes off – if you fixed the problem.
For the entire weekend, it never went off. Really karma? Can’t you throw me a curve? So there I was running errands and with every re-crank begging to the Gods to fix it but it didn’t. I had enough Sunday night so I went to bed early. I was tired, cranky and frustrated. I get up to go to work Monday, walk to the car, crank it and oh my glory heavens – the light was gone. I swear I heard angels singing. Really I did.
So my question women – why do car problems frustrate us??