I hate cars!

So, this morning started out with me driving to work, pulling up the drive  and realizing that my car was making a very bad noise.  I stopped, got out, checked all my tires to make sure they all had air (it felt like each one of them was flat) realized that they all did, so I got back in and tried to drive... not much luck.  Lots of scary noises and the car jumping up and down!  I pull into the parking lot next to my building and call Kevin to come check it out and then I go to work.  Kevin gets there about a half hour later, calls me to inform me that I just have a flat tire... boy did I feel smart.  Since we have AAA, he goes back to work and we call AAA to change the tire.  I meet the guy out at the car, he changes the tire (and pollutes my entire day with his horrendous plumbers crack that you can see when he's not even bending over!), and drives away.  So I'm thinking... problem solved - this was much easier than I had anticipated!

Not so much... I get in my car to move it over to my parking lot... same problem - lots of scary noises and it starts to dance again! 

I park it one parking lot closer to my building and call Kevin... we decide to leave it for the day and have him come look at it early afternoon. 

I go back to work... nothing too exciting there.  3pm rolls around and Kevin shows up.  We determine that the back left break is catching for some reason, and making the wheel catch while the others are trying to move.  After a few laps around the parking lot and a call to the repair shop, we decide to drive it back down to Castle Rock... things went great... till I got off the highway.  Some jerk in a red van cuts me off causing me to put too much pressure on the breaks and they lock up.  I put the peddle to the metal and the car doesn't move!  Kevin parks at King Soopers, runs over to the truck, throws it into 4 low and the thing dances and squeals all the way to the car shop.  (Kudos to Goodyear, by the way... they've been great!) 

So... the Burban is now spending the night at the shop (we drove by earlier and he looked deserted and sad) and hopefully we'll find out what on earth happened tomorrow. 

 

After this adventure, we decide it's time to go get a new car... the warranty is going to be up on the Burban pretty soon, so with my luck with cars, it's just a better idea to find a new one now!

We spent two and a half hours talking to the salesman, the finance manager, and the floor manager... it completely wore me out!  (so much to the point that I can't really talk about it). 

Nothing was figured in the time we were there, but we'll see how things unfold in the next few days. 

I wasn't a big fan of the new burbans, but after checking out the insides... I think I could handle one. 

 

Think that about does it for tonight... I'm very sleepy and need to go to bed!