Okay, not that fine... one broken car can tip that balance.
Poor Gwen (What? I name my cars.) is getting WAY up there in miles. All the symptoms point to battery-not-charging, which could be battery or alternator. It's an old battery, so I'm going to go get a voltmeter and a new battery tomorrow, try that first, and do an electrical test on her to see if it's an obvious alternator failure.
Guh. Just, guh. So not what I had the time for. I've got a show on Sunday! And plans! I had PLANS.
So much for those plans. No shower, no PO visit, no endtubes for these orders that need to go out, no laundry, no net-free NaNo night with pizza delivery. SO NOT HAPPY. I'd best not attempt anything requiring diplomacy tonight, and I'm not sure I want to inflict this mood on my NaNoNovel. I don't think my characters would survive the night...
I am going to go find something to break. Preferably something that will make a good satisfying crunchy noise. Maybe I can put the stupid car in neutral and shove it off the turnaround...
(Probably that would only make my back hurt.)
