Lately, things have been crazy. I went on a trip to North Carolina for a few days with my mom to meet some family for a family reunion. It was a blast, but crazy as well. The trip there made me sick. There’s nothing like being on a small prop plane and the turbulence being so bad that it feels like we were riding in a toddler’s toy plane that he was shaking around. I was SO glad to finally make it there!
Throughout the days I was there, I was able to meet relatives, learn about the family, party it up, show them my crafts in person, and show them how I did it. I even taught one of my little cousins how I make chainmaille. He did a great job for a seven year old! I even showed them geocaching and the cache we found while I was there was actually near the grave of Daniel Boone’s parents. It was really cool!
After I got back, I spent some time catching up on some rest. Then, I had to run errands and really work hard around my apartment to get it ready for an unplanned party. Basically, a friend who had planned to stay the night on my couch ended up planning a party and I didn’t realize it. So, Friday night, we had a party! It was a lot of fun. :) On Saturday, we ended up setting up at a craft show and that was a lot of fun as well.
On Sunday and Monday, I ended up helping out my parents quite a bit. Then yesterday, things were the craziest yet. My mom was at the doctor and my grandma and dad were with her. Since they were near by, I drove to them and dropped of some things I had that my mom would need. I was about to go, but my gut instinct made me stay just a little bit longer. I’m so glad I did! My grandma couldn’t get back into my Mom’s SUV. I watched her try again and again, but finally, I told her that she could ride with me and I would follow my parents home. She was very upset with her predicament, but agreed anyway.
So, I pulled the car around, she got in easily, and we began out trip to my parent’s house. Half way there, something strange happened. My car had been running fine, but suddenly the heat meter jumped to severely hot and told me my car was overheating and my battery light came on. I immediately pulled over and put my flashers on. Dad turned around and came to help me check out what had happened. We added some water (though my coolent levels were fine) and some oil (I was a bit low, but not by much). It solved my heating problem, but my battery light was still on.
After we got home and Dad did what he had to do, he and I checked out my car. My car has a habit of having rusty terminals once a year, and sure enough, they were so he cleaned them up. That, however, did not solve my battery light problem. After some testing, we discovered my alternator went. This was the moment I started cussing up a storm because I had a lot of things to do and I had already become a day behind because of the day’s events.
Thankfully, Dad was able to reach our mechanic who had recently gotten back into town from a trip. He dropped by, checked out my car, and agreed it was the alternator. Within about an hour and a half, he had it out, my dad had the new part (yay for warranties!!), and my car back to running. There were good talks had and catching up by all, some delicious dinner, and then finally I got to drive myself home in my fixed car. I was so relieved I didn’t have to try to sleep on the love seat that night! Sometimes, Karma can be good. All in all, it was an excellent (though long) night that went from bad to good.
I’m hoping the insanity is nearly over, but I doubt it. :p I’ll be sure to post more often! I hope everyone out there is doing well. Have you felt like things were crazy this summer?