Freedom Lives

October 04, 2003

When it rains it pours

Ever wonder where that term comes from?
How about this story.

I left early today with my next door neighbor to pick up my father-in-laws pickup and camper from where he had left it at the lake.

We left early, we got there, packed everything up and headed home.

I followed him all the way until we were about one mile from my house when my car died.

After AAA hauled me to an open station I was informed that my timing chain was gone. In the process of going it had screwed up two valves which will require major work.

Bottom line I will be carless for several days and after that poorer by as much as a grand.

I still don't have job.

Do I have hope? Sure, I have not checked my lottery tickets yet.

SIGH!!!!

Posted by Starhawk at 10:48 PM | Home and Family | Comments (0) | TrackBack (0)