A Life Without Wheels

Back from my travels to South Carolina and San Francisco and home to a forecast of snow and the news that my car is officially old.

This week has been the first time I've really had to have heat in the morning, and this week, the old 1995 Taurus just wasn't blowing hot air. I also noticed the water temperature rising, so I took it to my local Ford dealer.

This afternoon I got the report.

Diagnosis: The car is old and many of the gaskets in the engine have gone bad. So has a radiator hose and they want to look at the timing chain while they can.

Total: Too much money.

Result: Arni is bumming rides from co-workers until Thursday. That sucks.

Can I go back to last week?