I picked up the Sub, ran to Wal-Mart and then “treated” the kids to a drive thru car wash! Complete with triple color foam, thankyouverymuch!
As we pulled out of the car wash, I flipped the wipers to rid the beautifully clean windshield of the remaining drops the high-speed jet engine didn’t blow away, nothing! I flipped again, back and forth, nothing! No wipers! I tried pulse, delay, spray, low, high. Not a movement! Dead! What else can go wrong on this bucket of bolts and hyper-sensitive circuitry!?
I drove back to the mechanic, and lovingly told him, I’d like to send him on a cruise, or put a kid through college, because indeed, I’d be whipping out my Debit card again for him to swipe!
Turns out, some knucklehead who has earned the term of endearment, Idiot Previous Owner, had a little trouble with the wipers and instead of replacing the bad electrical board, (which he should have done,) he had it re-soldered, making big leaden globs of goo all over board inside the housing, which have since shorted out, and blown the motor. You may think, it’s just wipers! Can’t you live without wipers? Not on the wet side of state where I live.
So now, I’m again without a car, hopefully just until this evening, and I’ll be paying $160 more toward Tim’s Bahama Fund.
Will there come a point where I just have a new car? Maybe I should take off the radiator cap and drive a new one underneath, I know it works, we just replaced it!
On another positive note; (Call me Pollyanna!) I’m not feeling depressed about this, I am able to laugh and at least be cynical, so I must be feeling a bit better.
Thanks for praying.