When we left the house this morning, Tony noticed a small puddle of oil under the car. At the gym parking lot, there was a BIG puddle. We headed for a mechanic. Three blocks later, the oil alarm started beeping, and that was that. Then an odyssey of AAA, the car dealership, a tow truck, Jiffy Lube. (We were lucky that Tony bought me my own cell phone last week, because he hardly ever carries his around.)
It all turned out fine, though. Jiffy Lube replaced the oil plug they had somehow knocked loose a few days ago, and now everything works great. Our whole year has kind of been like that. Big excitement, big challenges, big victories.
Happy New Year.
