The hits just keep on comin'....

What in the name of all tht is holy is going on here lately?? First there was my disaster-day where I dropped my laptop (and all the other stuff that went wrong that day). Then both our cars broke down, our AC broke, we had a busted pipe last week that flooded the basement. And THAT leads us to this weekend....

First of all...I'm not even typing this from home. J and I drove down to the beach Friday night after work. It hasn't rained in months and it not only rained, at one point it was coming down so hard we were doing 20 mph. The good news is our Jeep apparently has an automatic feature on it that turns the 4-wheel drive on when you hydroplane. Which is a good thing - because we did. Repeatedly. It was coming down so hard there was standing water everywhere.

We get about 2 hours from the beach and we're pulling into a toll road (which of course we had no money for b/c we didn't know it WAS a toll road) and all these alarms start going off in the Jeep. It has overheated. CRAP. It's 1am, it's pouring, we have no idea where we are and we're sitting on the side of the road. Awesome. But as fast as it overheated, the temperature went back down. For lack of options, we decided to forge on. Made it down the beach house in one piece.

Saturday we did a little driving around: car overheated. My dad was with us, he threw some water in the radiator. All seemed to be fine. In fact we took it 4 wheeling on the beach and it was fine (and a frickin' blast by the way!).

Sunday morning we got on the road around 10am. My best friend & her hubby live on the way home, so we decided to stop and visit. They just bought their first house, so we wanted to see it and we all had lunch. Then we got back on the road for home. We made it about 10 minutes down the road. Overheated – with no exit in sight. We turned the car off - sat there for 20 minutes until it cooled...then we got off at the next exit (about 2 miles down the road). It overheated again. Finally made it to a gas station and got directions to a garage that was open on Sunday. It was maybe 3 miles away and it took us an hour to get there. We had to keep stopping and letting the engine cool.

Of course the garage wasn't able to look at the car yesterday. It's still in the garage - they should have it done in a few hours. $450 to replace the water pump and the thermostat. Oy.

T & M ended up coming to pick us up and we spent the night here last night. Luckily I was able to just work from their house. And J was even able to get into one of his plant's local offices here. So our jobs were covered for the most part.

But wait, I'm not done with this story....

Yesterday (before the car went SPLAT) we were driving through town trying to find T/M's house. Got totally lost - it literally took us an hour. So while we're driving around, I attempted to hop in the backseat to grab a sweater out of my luggage from the far back. WELL, I nailed my knee into the seatbelt holder-thingy (technical terms here). I hit it so hard that J heard it and thought I had broken my kneecap. And I have to tell you (being the one that FELT it) I thought the same thing. I SCREAMED. And I'm pretty sure I was 8 years old the last time that I hurt myself and cried. I was bawling. I've never broken anything in my life, but it's got to feel similar. Took me a good 15 minutes to calm down. It's not broken, but it hurts like hell to bend it with any weight whatsoever. I can bend it VERY slowly if I'm sitting...but I can't bend it and walk on it. It's even more stiff and sore this morning. And a really gross shade of green and black.

Anyway - my knee was hurting so bad I was nauseated, so J was trying to find a spot to pull over and make sure I was ok. As I mentioned, we are completely lost, and now I’m hurt and J’s freaking out. What more could I add to this story? Oh yes…as he’s trying to find a place to pull over, we get pulled over for speeding. We explained to the cop that we were lost and I had hurt myself (still had tears in my eyes, so that helped)...but we didn't want to make TOO much of a big deal out of the knee incident because I had taken my seatbelt off to climb in the back seat. Anyway - she DID let him off with a warning. Thank god.

Don't they say things happen in 3's? Because I'm starting to think for US, they happen in 30's!! :) I can't wait to get home. On top of everything, I'm simply exhausted from the weekend and I'm missing my bed.

I talked to my dad this morning...he's just now on his way back from the beach. Turns out HE had a flat tire this morning after he left the beach house! Man, we pissed off karma in a bad way….