My truck was coughing and sputtering and rattling and knocking so bad today. I thought it was from bad gas (we emptied the jerry can from the garage into the tank) so I filled up the tank and if anything it got worse. I was so afraid that it was going to stall out on me in the middle of an intersection I turned around and headed to the mechanic’s.
He put a bottle of additive into the gas tank in case it was just bad gas and told me to drive around for an hour. I drove around the back streets around my house and let it sit and idle in my driveway for awhile. It didn’t get any better so it’s back in the shop.
I let him know that if it is time to say good-bye, then I can accept that and move on. There is no way I’m driving it across town like that, let alone all the way to southern Ontario. I was practically in tears I was so afraid it was going to die on the street.
It’s been acting weird since I got the starter changed so perhaps they just didn’t put the truck back together right. (cross fingers).
One week from today and I won’t be a home owner any longer. I still have a TON of things to do before the movers show up on Thursday. Good thing I don’t have to go to work too.
What I’m listening to right now: The dogs pacing around waiting for Jeff to bring the smoked pork chops in from the bbq.
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Julie
oh Lisa, I think that you will have to buy a winning lotto ticket and get a new truck. But you loved it so. You and dad should not hang out together I think ahah at least don’t give the sickness to my car ok