A Super Bowl and a Super Bill.
So we went to Divot’s for the Super Bowl last night. We had a designated driver, so I’m lucky I even remember the final score. Had a great time, hung out with family and friends and even had my picture taken with my heroes:
This morning after the worst part of the hang-over had passed Carrie and I finally dragged ourselves out and took the car to Firestone to see what the hell that grind-y, clunky noise was.
May I have a moment of silence, please.
Just over 4 hours and $700 dollars later we now have new rear struts and strut-links and a sway-something and alignment and everything. The worst part is that Firestone’s credit wouldn’t even cover the entire bill… we had to kick in more money over and above the Firestone credit.
Damn. We were just close to paying off Disney. Now this.
I laugh about my extreme paranoia when it comes to the car – but when the problem turns out to be worse than even I thought, you gotta admit, the problem must be pretty bad.
Today’s been one long headache (hang-over notwithstanding), and I think I’m gonna lie down now.