That partile sun neptune mars brought about an event Friday that for me I would say is background toxic.
I have been feeling some car issues coming. I could use some new tires, a balance and I had a issue with my battery a month or so ago which in a way cut my ties with my brother who is a mechanic. Long story short I paid him for a battery, which he stole from his shop...and the shop called me to pay.....dad n I went down and set that straight, but Im not taking my car there again.
So...anyways. Friday night I went to take my girl and her friend shopping and my battery light came on. My tires make my car shimy a bit and I knew it had either shimmied my cables loose or my alternator, whoes belt has been very grumpy, threw the belt. I knew if I shut off the car I wouldnt get it started, and I have allready used all my AAA up. So via cell my girl arranged a ride from the mall, for her and her friend and I dropped them off and was driving home. My lights were just about dead.
Got home and sure enough car wouldnt start. It was dark and I didnt have a flash light so I used my phone light while I tried to take out my battery so I could bring it in the house to charge it. I usex to have a 200 foot extension cord but my brother had taken it. So....well the bolts were locked tight and my shoulder hurt and my phone died.
So I took a nice hot bath and figured I would try again in tbe morning. I had to pick up my girl downtown by 11am. So I figured if worse came to worse shed have to take an uber or something.
In the morning I thought long and hard about what should I do. Should I call triple a and by a battery from them and tbey would take out my stuck one for me? Should I call my dad and have him have it towed to tbe dealer so they can just fix the door handles, windows, battery, tires and possibly the alternator? Which would run hundreds of dollars....my head was swimming. Then I though about what Craig would do. Hed wait till it was light and try again to do tbe cheapest easiest thing which would be get the battery out and charge it and see if that got it running. If a fully charged battery didnt start it then Id know it was the alternator. I called my sister and told her I needed to borrow dads car to pick up my girl and she needed to come get me. Dad wont be using his car. Probably ever and he td me before i could use it.
I am still very angry with her for gossiping about me and Friday my daughter read me texts my sisters daughter had sent her that were cruel uncalled for nasty lies and selfish childish bulling words (shes 21 my daughter is 16) so I was pretty angry about that too but I called her anyways and just told her she had to puck me up. (She owes my close to 1k in loans I will never collect).
So I had the ride lined up for my kid so she wasnt stuck in the hood alone.
I said a prayer and got my good ratchet and socket and went out and busted my knuckles getting that darn battery out. But I did it.
Put it on the charger overnight.
And this morning in a cold drizzly rain I put it back in and the dam car wouldnt start. I was not happy. But I didnt cry. I thought again what would Craig do. He wouldnt cry. Hed try again. So I got out and cleaned up tge termi als more and tightened thrm down as best I could. And this time...it started. And I crowed "mommy is a f%#&@ rock star" cause I am.
That aspect was background for me because while it was a yucky event and gave me bit of blood n grease it was nothing really major that I couldnt handle when I stay calm and patient and think and not let my emotions get the better of me.
For many other people that would have been a forground event. But I have a well stocked tool box and great help.
My dad always asks me... " why dont you ask so n so for help? Youve helped them Im sure they would help you..."
And I smile and think of my angular Pluto and reply....
"Ill see if I cant do it myself. Id rather save those karma point (his term for good deeds) for something I cant do on my own, like a back rub or stratching an itch I cant reach."