Sunday (Aug 23) The Kids (my son and daughter-in-law) returned to Ozark for the first time since moving to Dothan. For some strange reason I thought they were never coming back to visit again, which was pretty silly, unless you consider the story I’m sharing with you now…
The Kids returned to help me set up my WiFi printer and helped me change their vacated bedroom into an office. They were here about 5 hours (at least half of that time was spent fighting with the printer installation). They called me on their way home to tell me the car was over heating. (Now I begin to realize why they’re so hesitant about returning to Ozark because it seems like something always happens!)
I drove to Dothan Monday in case their car had to go in for repairs, but it only needed antifreeze/coolant. My oil cap got lost in Dothan, but it wasn’t until Tuesday (Aug 25) that I realized this. We checked my oil when we added the coolant to The Kids’ car and then we drove around to check both cars. My car was smoking, but I’ve had a leaky valve cover for years; so I really wasn’t too concerned.
By the time I got home Monday night, the smoke was so thick I was gagging, but I decided to wait until Tuesday to lift the hood which was a blessing because oil was everywhere! If I had checked it Monday night I probably would have gotten burned because it had spewed up to the hood latch.
I drove to the closest auto parts place and bought an oil cap, a wiper blade for my back window and more coolant (since I’d given mine to The Kids). I had to return at 3pm yesterday because that was when my new oil cap would be delivered. Unfortunately it was the wrong size; so that meant another return trip today.
It took a long time for me to make that trip today. I was worried I was going to blow the car’s engine. I had already driven back from Dothan, and driven around Ozark with oil spewing all over my engine. The parts store opened at 7am and I finally got there at noon… after loading 2 qts of oil in the car, and saying my prayers about 20 times.
This cap was the right size. The nice man at O’Reily’s even checked my oil and said my “little tank” (an accurate name) was only 1 qt low! Now I’m “vegetating” on the couch; so gratefully acknowledging The Universe and Life. L’Chaim and onward…