In the past 2 weeks I've had the worst luck ever. Last summer, my jaguar went caput . It's been sitting in my driveway since. That left me to drive my '73 duster to work every day, which at roughly 4mph is not fun. Luckily, I was placed on orders for a few months and managed to quickly get enough money saved to buy a decent car really cheap, chrysler 300m. I only hit 100k miles on it this spring. Ok, fast forward to about 10 days ago.
My cat got worms and leaked his smelly butt all over my house. I'm talking on the bed, the laptop, the walls! At the same time, I'm getting a call from my friend who I let borrow my car so she could drive her kids to her mothers. It's smoking real bad she said. I tell my brother to deal with the cat and I'll handle the car. The car had caught fire and melted off all the vacuum hoses, and melted a hole in the side of the coolant tank and intake manifold plenum. I got it towed home and spent roughly $75 from the junkyard for replacement parts. (which was good considering that intake is $700 new) I start it up, car is making a god awful noise. It threw a rod through the oil pan. Car is toast, done with, junk!
Ok, so far that's just shitty luck. Back to driving my duster until I figure out what to do. I got a guy who may be willing to take the chrysler as payment if he can get my jaguar running. So tuesday night, my Duster caught fire. No, seriously it did. Due to a poor wiring design from the 70s, the ammeter in the dash shorted out the main power lead, which since that wire is bundled up with everything else under the dash melted everything together! I spent most of yesterday ripping out the dash and pulling apart burnt wires and replacing them. I bypassed the stupid ammeter gauge altogether.
In the meantime, all the overtime I've been working lately basically only makes up for the insane amount of gas I use to get to work. Now, normally I only work three days a week (long days), but last week when this happened I just happened to have drill that weekend which means even more driving. In the rain. That car is scary in the rain, especially with only one wiper blade.
On the plus side, since I had the dash ripped apart, I fixed my wiper blades.
Oh yea, and my uncle died of stroke, just like my dad at the same age years ago. That's 3 out of 4 that had strokes in my family before 60. Basically telling me I probably have less than 20 years to live.
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