We all know that, right? Bad things always seem to happen in threes. So when the car died, I started looking around to find the other two...and couldn't find them... maybe the car breaking down wasn't such a bad thing after all?! Perhaps it was an elaborate April Fools joke....
It was Saturday, March 31, at about 8:10pm. We were taking the kids to the mall for a quick, but special trip. And, wouldn't you know, because we were running late, because we were in a hurry, we missed the exit. Well, not that big of a deal, we will just get off and drive back that couple of blocks...there should be enough gas to do that, and we will go put gas in it afterwards. And as we got off at the next exit, half way down the ramp, the car suddenly died. My husband managed to coast down to the end of the exit, over at the side, and there we sat. Well the first thoughts that go through anyone's head is how much is this going to cost, and how long is it going to take.... My first thought was, how far is it to the mall and can the kids and I walk that far that fast....
As we sat there wondering how to handle this, the kids notice a gas station down the street (behind us). As my husband set out for the gas station...after all we must have run out of gas... the car is too new for problems (or rather our monthly payments are too high for it to have problems! LOL), the kids and I make the best of it, planning how we will simply go to the mall the next day. Just to break up the monotony of sitting there, we had a police car pull up behind us, and offer to push us around the corner to a side street to be in a safer location. Well, my husband got back with the gas, put it in the gas tank, hops in the car, and the kids start asking if we can still go to the mall tonight while he turns the key... and the car does NOT start. Hmmmppph...now what?
Well, being the mechanic that he is, my husband lifts up the hood to see if it is something easy to fix (loose wire, etc.) The kids and I (knowing the Law of Attraction) start naming all the good things that we can think of... the car died in a fairly good place, there was a gas station close by, the car was staying warm, a police car pushed us to a safe location, we were all safe, we had a few people stop to see if they could help... we finally ended up calling a few friends... the kids and I were going to get a ride home, while my husband stayed with the car and waited for the tow truck. It must have been synchronicity that the only ones to answer their phone had a tow strap and offered to tow the car home for us. So the kids and I got a lift home, while the husbands dragged the car home.
Well, Sunday found us sitting at home spending time together. And Monday had us calling around to get prices quotes on somebody plugging in the non-mobile car and reading the computer.
We finally settled on the Big O Tires just up the block from us (who didn't charge for reading the computer if you had the problem fixed there), and found a reasonable towing place to drag the car up there for us on Tuesday. Wednesday we get a call from them and they tell us it is the fuel pump, and they can have it fixed by the next day. Thursday the mechanic calls us to tell us that he always double checks the computer, and so he tested the fuel pump and there was nothing wrong with it. Unfortunately, they have no idea what to do with it, and we have to take it to the dealer. But the good news is that they were not going to charge us...not a single penny.
Well, the dealer charges $95 to hook up to read the computer, and then they parts and labor on top of that...but it is what we had to do. So Friday, we have the car towed from the Big O Tires to the Dodge dealer. And within a couple of hours, we heard back from Dodge...
Now pay close attention...here is how the Law of Attraction works...like attracts like. The kids and I spent that time in the car, and the rest of the week talking about how wonderful it is that the car was fixed so easily, and for so little money, and "acting as if" it had already happened. And when Dodge called they told us there was a recall on something at the front of the car (my husband had been mentioning that we had a ball joint or something going out the previous week), so they fixed that while it was in. As for the not starting problem, it turned out to be some teeny tiny piece in the emissions system, which the Federal government requires all dealers to carry an 8 year warranty on, and since the car is only 7 years old, the total bill came to a whopping ZERO. "Your car is ready to be picked up."
Talk about simple, and talk about synchronicity. Whatever they fixed on that recall was exactly the problem that we were planning to fix the next week. And the car runs better than ever, and it even improved the gas mileage, all for the cost of a tow ...well two tows to be exact! So perhaps the car dying could even be labeled as a good thing.
We found helpful, friendly people all around us. We got a chance to catch up with some friends we hadn't seen in a while. We didn't go spend money at the mall. We did get our weekly shopping done before the car died. The kids and I had a great time planning a bus trip, and going shopping that next Friday... over all, some pretty good things!