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Jury Duty: Day 2

Published / by Kim

What could they have in store for us today? Yesterday, it was a fire drill that evacuated the entire courthouse. A building that occupies a full two city blocks, which means it holds a LOT of people. They got all those people out quickly enough, but then had no solid plan for getting us all back in, so we stood outside for an hour and a half while they got things organized and we packed onto the sidewalks like cattle before being herded in to go through security again.

Good times.

Oh goody…

Published / by Kim

…it’s Mother’s Day again. Yay.

Mother’s Day has actually gotten a bit easier for me over the years. Probably because my own mother lives so far away, which allows me to make a phone call and say “happy mother’s day” once, then chat about anything else. If we had to go do the big Mother’s Day brunch thing every year, with all those happy moms and their beautiful infants and children, I imagine it would be a lot more difficult to handle.

This year, Scott and I are either going hiking or heading out to the wilds of New Jersey so Scott can train a friend on some advanced Excel stuff. (One of those things is happening Saturday, but I can’t remember which.) Either way, we’ll be somewhere I can forget what day it is.

Jury Duty Is Ruining My Life

Published / by Kim / 1 Comment on Jury Duty Is Ruining My Life

And it hasn’t even started yet.

I just called to make an appointment for the sonogram my oncologist wants. The earliest appointment they had was for the 8th. Great, said I, I’ll take it. But no, I realized, I start jury duty on the 7th, and it will be at least three days. So I had to make the appointment for the 14th, and just hope I don’t get picked for a jury.

The realization that I couldn’t take that songogram appointment on the 8th made me suddenly realized something else: guess when my new cycle is supposed to begin? If you picked May 8, you’re a winner!

That means I won’t be able to do any of the early cycle tests at the new IVF center, because I’ll be in the Bronx County courthouse all fucking day!

If I have to push these tests back yet another cycle. I’m going to be pissed.

That Yucky Thing I Mentioned

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Friday was a gorgeous day, so we drove up the Merritt Parkway with the windows rolled down. As the day waned, it got a little chilly, so I asked Scott to close his window and I closed mine. With the windows closed, though, it started to get hot, so I turned on the air conditioner.

That was when all hell broke loose.

The first thing I noticed was that the air coming out of the vents wasn’t cold at all, so I asked Scott if he thought we might need a freon charge. I’ve never had to do that with a car, but it was the only thing that popped into my head. Unfortunately, the next thing that happened pretty much told us it was more serious than freon, because the next thing that happened was the car started filling up with smoke.

“Scott,” I said, “Is that smoke?”

“I don’t smell anything.”

“Scott, the car is filling up with smoke.”

“I’ll pull over at the next service area.”

“Scott, the fucking car is full of smoke. You need to pull over NOW.”

So he finally pulled his head out of his ass and stopped trying to pretend nothing was wrong. And it’s a good thing, too, because when we opened the hood, black smoke poured out. We called for assistance and then waited 45 minutes for no one to show up. While we waited, we talked and determined that it had to be related to the a/c, so we decided to give it a shot with the a/c off. Sure enough, no a/c, no smoke. So we finished driving to NoHo and resolved to find a mechanic the next day.

The mechanic was closing soon and didn’t have time to look at it, but based on the description, he confirmed what Mechanic Google told me: fried a/c compressor. I don’t know a lot about cars, but I’m told that’s not a cheap repair. To make things even better, the next day the car developed a rattle. I’m pretty sure that problem is the timing needing to be adjusted. I don’t think that job is too expensive, so it’s really the compressor that’s an issue.

Our car is 15 years old and has 117,000 miles on it. We knew we were going to a new one at some point, but we were hoping it could be a planned affair, not a “crap, the car costs way more to fix than it’s worth and now we need to buy a new car” affair.

The Old Man just brought the car back as I was typing this. He took it this morning to look at it. Turns out there was no oil in the car. He put in 3 quarts. Apparently, with very old cars, they burn oil fast. Scott did put in a quart just a couple of weeks ago, but he wasn’t sure then that it was enough. I guess it wasn’t. The Old Man gave me an estimate for repairing the compressor, which is a few hundred less than I expected, but he says it’s not worth it.

So a new car is definitely in our future, though the current one is still fine to drive as long as we don’t turn on the a/c and keep checking the oil. The thing is, with having to buy a new car, Scotland is almost certainly now cancelled.

And that really sucks.