It's the Monday after New Years and all the decorations are put away. The kids get ready for school a little reluctantly. They want to reconnect with friends but aren't really ready to settle back into the routine of school yet. I grab my purse and shopping list as we head out to the car, I've enjoyed having everyone home and am reluctant to get back into the daily routine also.
As the kids buckle up I put the key in the ignition and turn the key
RRRrrr and then nothing.
I try again. RRrrclick nothing.
Car won't start.
I tell the kids to go back into the house, we're not going anywhere.
'Darn we really wanted to go to school' they both admit each with a little twinkle in their eye.
Not today girls we just got an extra day of vacation!
This doesn't really upset anyone too much.
We hung out and made chocolate chip cookies.
What does upset me is that my car won't start and I don't know why and even if I did know why
I wouldn't be able to fix it anyway. I'll have to wait for Dom to come home to diagnose and hopefully fix it.
For the record it was a dead battery.