Of Course It Goes Wrong Now...

It's Murphy's Law that nothing ever goes wrong until the worse possible moment. Things work and everything is good. However, in the past six weeks (of which I have been unemployed) I've had to take the dog to the vet (and nothing worked), lost car keys, and now have a dead car.

First the whole vet thing. About a month ago Gracie started to chew on her fur. No big deal, until the chewing lasted for months and Gracie now has bald spots on her tail and back from chewing all the fur off. We go to the vet, she really doesn't know what is going on. The dog does not have mites/mange and she is to young for allergy testing. The vet treats her for mites anyways and also provides treatments for allergies. After a large vet bill and weeks worth of pills the chewing continues on. My parents really want the dog to go back to the vet, but honestly it didn't work the first time and cost a fair amount of money why continue? Right now the puppy is being treated by using a spray that deters bitting by taste. It seems to work much better then the vets solutions.

About a week after the vet, I take my car in for standard maintenance work. While in the shop I asked the dealer to cut a new key to replace one lost about a month ago. The dealer cuts a new car key at an obscene rate for me. Apparently, your car key does not cost the couple of dollars another key would cost. These keys now have computer chips that register to the car. I may understand the expensive key if a dealer wants to write it off to a computer chip. What I don't understand is the $40 labor charge to cut and program the key. Really how hard is it to cut a key? And takes what a whole five, ten minutes to program it? The icing on the cake comes later that night when Dad calls to say he found my missing car key in the couch. Now it's my own fault that I lost the key, but really does the missing key need to come up within 12 hours of paying to get a new key cut?

Finally, at this same maintenance check-up the shop determined I needed a new car battery. I talked it over with my dad and we decided since my car is in the garage and I haven't had any problems it doesn't need a battery right away. All goes well for about two weeks. This past weekend I come home, and the first night my car is outside it dies. We are not sure it was the cold, but it was awfully convenient if the car was going to die it would be in my parents driveway. Dad and I go to get a new battery today and everything works great. Maybe not so great. Battery goes in flawlessly, car sounds better, but still doesn't start. So tonight my car sits infront of my parents house waiting to be towed to the dealership tomorrow morning. There are some theories, I believe There may be problems with the sparkplugs, Dad believes it's electrical or fuel problem. The engine is turning but not igniting. Now it's a waiting game to here the outcome of my car. And all of this when I had to get from St. Charles to Milwaukee for an interview tomorrow. I did use Mom's car and am home now writing this when I should really be prepping for the interview.

So I understand these things do happen. And I can handle them as they come. I just do find this humorous that this has all happened in the past few weeks. I guess the best part is I'm at home with nothing to do so at least I have to go to vets, dealerships, and whatever else I have to do.