Our neighborhood book club had its usual monthly get together the other night. I almost didn’t go because I’d had one of those days. I was not in the best of moods and definitely wasn’t feeling sociable. Got ready and went anyway. I’m glad I did because I quickly realized after talking to my friends that I wasn’t alone. Thursday had been a difficult day for several in my book club group. We commiserated together over wine, dinner and a great discussion about our monthly book selection. I think we all left in much better moods. Community is so important.
My day started off fine and went downhill fast. All because my SUV wouldn’t start (again). Car troubles forced me to really acknowledge how much one of our trade-offs for early retirement – delaying the purchase of any new vehicles for at least two years – was starting to impact my ability to get around. I’ve had to miss a few events of late due to car issues and subsequent repairs. As aggravated as I am with my SUV, trading vehicles isn’t likely to happen until our health insurance premiums drop from COBRA to retiree rates next summer or I return to full-time employment. After another day with the mechanic and a full analysis of battery, electrical system and alternator – he couldn’t find anything wrong. He did, however, find a TSB and applied that remedy. So far, so good. Hopefully, it sticks. Guess I’ll be adding a portable charging unit to the winter supplies box i keep in my vehicle.
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