I swear to God, if I have one more problem with a vehicle I will get on my roof with a submachine gun and start killing anyone in range.

The Chevy Venture (if this works out) will not be returning to our home. The loaner we were issued (at 11pm Saturday night) will end up as ours instead. Of course, this morning, staying in fashion with my latest bit of luck, wouldn’t start.

Yep, I swear it’s true. It wouldn’t start. Plus, it is slowly gaining a flat tire. If the switch does happen, the dealer is issuing us new tires from Belle Tire. I will gladly get a battery if it needs it but damn if I keep having this kind of luck, I’m going to give up and slide back into my quiet space and shutting off the world.

So we wait.

The kids were home today. Did I mention I almost died in a blizzard/whiteout? Yeah well not that anyone gives a damn but I did. Half of this side of the state was shut down this morning and Shawn’s work even closed for the day. So not only did I have kids to cope with, I had him too. Not something I’m used to on a work day. Joy.

Ok so now I have to send Shawn to get air in the tire, wait for the dealer to call back about the switch and lucky me I may have to go to Grand Ledge AGAIN to get this mess sorted out.

I’m just thrilled.