As promised, I will share the saga of our recent car drama. If you have been reading my blog for awhile then you know that Luke and I are currently sharing my little red Honda CRV. A few months ago, on a very chilly day in January the front tire went flat. To read the whole story click here: A lesson in Independence .
Jump ahead to St. Patrick’s Day
Luke and I decide to take a Sunday drive into the hilly neighborhoods of Corning. As we worked are way up the hills we noticed the car fighting to change gears. When we drove home we noticed a burning smell. I decided this was a sign to finally have the transmission looked at.
Wednesday March 13th:
I took the car into a transmission place. While testing they noticed (as Luke and I had) the car struggled initially getting into drive and shifting between 3/4 gear. They asked if the check engine light had come on and I said no. So we set up an appointment for the next week for them to replace the fuel filter and engine mounts. As they were finishing up, one of the mechanics commented on the tires.
He said that the front tires were an inch bigger than the back ones which were almost bare! This is a big problem because my car is all wheel drive. I had been putting strain on the engine and transmission for 6 weeks, dragging around small worn out back tires! I always get upset at myself for such mistakes, but everyone put blame on the un-named tire company. So I showed myself a little grace-I know it may seem a small step but it’s a big deal for me! (see my self-judgement transcend topic).
That night as we pull into the parking lot or our budget class the check engine light turned on!
Thursday March 20th:
I call a different tire store and set up an appointment to have the back tires replaced.
Friday March 21rst:
The tire store replaces the tires and tell me surprise, surprise, that the check engine light was a transmission issue. So I call back the transmission place and they tell me the car should be fine ,but no guarantees, until our appointment next Tuesday.
Tuesday March 26th:
After only an hour at the transmission shop one of the mechanics drives me home. A few hours later I get a call that they are going to need more time to figure out the problem. So Luke calls Enterprise to pick me up from home. I go to their office, sign paper work and drive to the grocery store in a little rented grey KIA.
Wednesday March 27th:
We hear back from the transmission place. They needed to take out the transmission, figure out what the problem is, fix it, and put it back together. They estimated it would take five business days and they would have it fixed by Monday.
Monday: April 1st
I call the transmission place. They tell me they are putting the transmission back together and it will be another day. I call Enterprise and tell them we need the KIA another day.
Tuesday: April 2nd
I call the transmission place, they tell me they are test-running the car and need another day. I call Enterprise.
Wednesday April 3rd
The transmission place calls me, they tell me they discovered it was the solenoids causing problems with the 4th gear burning. They need another day . I call . . . you get the idea.
Thursday April 4th:
Three days later than I thought I finally get the good news call: the car is ready! I go to pick it up, pay them a good chunk of change and leave in my own car!! When Luke gets off work we take the rental KIA back to Enterprise.
Thus endeth the saga of the car drama ( I hope).
I write all of this not to complain or to make my reader’s feel discouraged. Instead I am honestly sharing because this car saga challenged me to learn patience, independence, to show myself grace, and how to deal with what is out of my control. In the end stayed safe, the car was fixed, and the only set back was financial. But don’t worry we’ll recover. 😉
How has life challenged you recently? What are you learning from it?
3 thoughts on “Living with one car; the tire story revisited”
“Patience, independence, to show myself grace, and how to deal with what is out of my control.” Sounds like the cycle of life to me. As I get older the challenges may change, but the cycle is familiar.