Life for the past couple of days have been a bit rough. My husband and I went to Best Buy two days ago to get a couple of games for his xbox360 and on the way home he thought he heard something knocking around under my van. The next day, I went to the post office to mail a couple of soldiers some care packages and afterwards I get in my car to leave and the darn thing wouldn't start. So, I tried to call my husband on his cellphone but I kept getting transferred immediately to his voicemail because I had turned his phone off on Sunday to charge it because it was almost dead. Well, my husband was running late because he didn't hear the alarm clock that morning and didn't notice that his cellphone was still turned off. He just stuck the phone in his work bag and left for work. Here I am... stuck at the post office with no ride home. So, I called my husband's parents and they were nice enough to come get me and take me home.

That evening, my husband's parents came back to the post office to help us jump my van to get it home. Finally the van was home. The next morning, I was getting ready to leave to get my flu shot from my doctor and the van wouldn't start again! ARGH! I had to call the towing company because my husband's car battery isn't good enough to jump my van to get it to the maintenance shop.

As I was waiting for the tow truck (who said they could jump the battery), I had the O2 dude suppose to refill my tanks today (Wednesday) and bring me an extra portable liquid oxygen tank so that my husband and I can go to the Blue Man Group concert on Saturday (October 14th). I couldn't miss the O2 dude because I needed oxygen and that extra portable. ARGH!! Luckily, the O2 dude showed up first and did his thing and left. The tow truck finally showed up and jumped the van and left. 

My husband was following my van to take it in when I noticed a glowing BRAKE, ((ABS)), and TCS light on my dash! Where does it end?? We ended up taking it to Firestone down the street instead of all the way to the next town where my GoodYear maintenance place I usually go is at. It turned out to be just a battery problem. THANK YOU JESUS!!!

So, that's what my last couple of days have been like. The moral of this story is to ALWAYS have a backup supply of oxygen with you. You never know when things like a dead battery and a possibility of no ride home will sneak up on you.

I've been lucky with my car so far. It only refused to start once, and luckily I had a friend with me then we called breakdown people who fixed it! I bet you were really cheesed off with that van, huh?