Taste Like Crazy

Dead car batteries suck. Plain and simple.

I rented that carpet cleaner yesterday and I had to take it back today before 11 am. Of course it had to be raining, so strapped Cara into her seat and then went back for the carpet cleaner. [damn thing weighs a ton!]

We got to Home Depot, no problem. The rain had stopped and Cara was asleep. Since I didn’t want to wake the monster, I pulled right up next to the door, lugged the carpet cleaner out of the back of the SUV and locked the sleeping Cara in the car. [It wasn’t hot and she was asleep. Quit judging!]

Five minutes later I was back in the car [it was raining again] and I went to switch off my flashers. They weren’t on. I chalked that little fact up to the knowledge that I could very well have imagined turning the things on in the first place.

I turned on the key and on came the radio. No warning yet of the impending pain in my ass.

I went to crank the engine and my car laughed at me. Seriously. That’s what it sounded like. It kind of gurgled a couple of times and then nothing.

I waited. I tried again. Same results.

By this time, of course it was raining even harder and Cara had woken up. Cara had woken up and discovered that not only were we not home, she was still strapped into her car seat and we weren’t moving. She was pissed, I was pissed, the car was pissed.

I called Tucker at work and told him that he had to come and get us. Now he was pissed. I’m kind of like Santa in that way today. Except, I don’t give out presents. I piss people off. Ho, ho, ho.

Since Tucker couldn’t leave work, I grabbed Cara and we went looking around Home Depot for some nice soul to jump my car.

Luckily, the “tool guy” who had rented me the carpet cleaner had a handy-dandy box and he jumped my car. Since I had been advised to not shut my car off for a few minutes, I had to go through the Starbuck’s drive-thru. I didn’t want to. I was just doing what I had been told.

We made it home in one piece and Cara’s taking a nap right now.

I still have a ton to do before my mom gets her on Friday or Saturday. But, at least I got my Starbuck’s.