I took Friday off from work and decided to take my kayak out on the Potomac. As I opened the hatch on my car I knocked the kayak off the front of the car and scratched my hood. Feeling stupid I put the Kayak back and preceded to the river. The weather was great and next to the WSSC water inlet I found an old Mt Dew bottle from the early 80s. Ah, memories. I strapped it to the front of the kayak and started heading back to Swains lock. Before I got there I hit a rock and my precious bottle came lose and smashed on a rock. Bottle smashed, hood scratched I headed home.

Later in the afternoon when my wife went to the pool I proceeded to put my kayak back in the garage and there I found a small puddle of fluid. Its either transmission or power steering. Wonderful, so I hang my kayak and race to the pool to inspect the minivan.

I call the dealership and they are approaching closing time and will not open again until Tuesday. I make an appointment for Tuesday morning and stress over how much this repair is going to cost me.

With the wife's car out of commission we head to Baltimore on Saturday in my old VW. When we go to leave on Sunday my battery is dead. Fortunately, I was on hill so I was able to roll start the car and get home. Once home I parked on our steep driveway and called around for batteries. Costco said they would "probably" have my size so I roll started the car and headed to Costco. There I found a remote parking spot on a hill to park my car in case they didn't have my size.

Inside, I was unable to find my battery but upon returning to my car someone had pulled in behind me blocking my rolling escape. So.. I pulled the battery out and headed into Costco to find the closest match to my battery. I found one, installed it myself (sams club does this for you) and dropped off the core at the auto center before heading home. I got home just in time to goto a neighbor's party so that was good. Or so I thought.

Monday morning I can't find my car key. Retracing my steps was easy, came home, got changed, went to party, came home. The key is probably lost in my neighbor's ivy. I guess I better buy a new one soon.

Finally, coming back from the pool on Monday afternoon I noticed my Radio was no longer working. Fortunately it was just a blown fuse but fuses don't normally blow without something else going on. I'm waiting for the other shoe to drop on this one.

As you can expect I can't wait for Tuesday. Here is how its going to play out. Dodge dealership is going to want $600 to replace my wife's power steering pump and my car will burst into flames on the way to work. I'm such the optimist. :-D