It is 1pm. Get out of the gym, pick up Little Teddy Bear from Pre-K.
Get in the car. Turn the engine on. My gas gauge registers empty. The fuel light comes on. The engine light comes on. Drive a couple of blocks. Noise. Pull over and get Little Teddy Bear something to eat while I let the car "cool off". Turn it on again, same thing. My thought process says, maybe someone stole all your gas, so I drive to the nearest gas station. Fill it up....$3 fills it up, so no one stole the gas. Turn the engine on. Gas registers. No fuel light on. Engine light still on. Dig through my bag to find my cell and call hubby. No cell phone! Of all days to forget it, today had to be the worst.
As a new driver, I have no idea what to do if the Engine Light comes on. I drove slowly home. Parked the car. Called hubby. Was told to check the oil--I am pathetic, I don't even know how to open the hood!!! Check the oil, it registers full. Hubby doesn't know what is wrong, just a "don't drive" until we get it checked. First thought that pops into my head: sh!t I am going to have to miss the gym tomorrow!!!
The little zoomer has his first doctor appointment tomorrow, hopefully it is nothing serious. It was running just fine yesterday....hmmm, wait, I didn't drive it yesterday, hubby did!