September 24, 2003
I've started this entry in one of my everpresent notebooks that I carry everywhere. I have my PDA in my satchel but I just discovered that it has just enough charge to hold its memory until I get home. So, I am stuck with the old stand-by until I get to a PC to enter this in.
Coming home this evening, R's car decided to refuse to start after we stopped to get gas. It wasn't entirely unexpected. For awhile, I have been aware that something wasn't quite right with it, but I didn't really push the matter with R. My hope of hopes was that he'd catch it and tend to it. He mildly surprised me when he noticed it the other day -- ablbeit after the problem had gotten bloody obvious. It seemed as if he was going to do something about it but never quite got around to it.
We've been waiting for an hour on...
T showed up before I got to finish my thought. She took me home while R stayed to wait on the tow truck. He ended up not getting home until nearly 9 -- which serves him right.
It turned out the battery had died, which makes 2 batteries in 3 years. The shop swears that nothing is wrong with the charging system, but I have my doubts. However, they did find and fix a more expensive and problematic suspension issue. They also alerted us to some dangerous wear on the tires. T got it fixed and the tires replaced. We should be good to go for our roadtrip. So, some good came out of it.
I must say that the entire situation is endemic of the household. Problems are generally ignored and left to build until the consequences are great or they are solved by lucky happenstance. The molehills always seem to grow into mountains before anyone takes notice of them.