"Guess what light came on" he asked.
Hopeful, but doubtful, I sheepishly said "the gas light?"
Um, that would be a negative.
Yes, my friends, it was the "check engine" light. Oh, what a sad sight it is to discover that sign illuminating in the dash board. So off to the Honda fix it man we went.
$2000 later, Craig will have a fixed up car by 5pm.
Yep, I said it. $2000.
His car is 9 years old and has never given us a single problem, so we can't complain. And yet, I complain. Not because we don't have the money to pay for it, but it's simply not FUN to spend $2000 on car repairs.
I mean, really, can't you think of a better way to blow $2000?
I know for darn sure I can. If I can't wear it, eat it, sit on it, watch it or enjoy it's beauty, I don't want it.
It's been a spendy weekend. Between back to school shopping, soccer sign ups and car repairs, I
can see the poorhouse just over yonder on the horizon.
Speaking of soccer sign ups, I'm still kind of steamy after that pocket emptying fiasco this afternoon. Caroline stated that she wanted to play this fall after a year long break from team sports; most of her friends play and she wanted to be included. I called my neighbor for information on the sign ups and she directed me to the club's website. Naturally, the sign ups ended yesterday, so I knew I'd be facing a late fee.
Eh, no biggie; it's not the first time.
So I fill out the information and come to a page that says something to the effect that they charge parents who choose not to volunteer a $15 fee. Wha!?! So, because I don't want to be a coach or equipment manager, I have to pay $15.
I don't get that at all.
They also charge $5.50 just to sign up.
And then they have the nerve to ask for donations!
So Caroline's $70 soccer fee turned into $100.50.
What kind of hack job soccer club is this? She doesn't even like soccer that much, but she wants to play because a few of her friends are.
It's been one of those rant worthy days, but on a more pleasant note, we met a friend from school at the school playground this afternoon. It was nice for the two girls to play while her mom and I chatted it up. But, alas, it was quite roasty outside, so the fun had to end before we all shriveled up from the heat of the day.
After the park, we made a trip to the pool only to discover that there was some sort of mechanical problem.
Eh, some days are like that.
With any luck, tomorrow will be a little less catastrophic on our wallets.