Just our luck

Today as Porter and I were leaving the school clinic we got in the car, turned the key, and instead of the car starting there was just this clicking noise. Great. So I try again, same thing. I fiddle around a bit then try again...clicking noise again. I know nothing about cars so I call Jeff who happens to be at the off-site school clinic. I was on my way to pick him up for lunch. Now, let me remind you that our other car is STILL in the shop getting the transmission fixed (we will HOPEFULLY get it back tomorrow and that would mean that they had the stupid car for 1 1/2 weeks) so Jeff has no car. His shift was just about to end at the clinic so he had to wait until he could get a ride with someone. But while we were waiting he tried to talk me through some things while asking other guys at his clinic what could be wrong. So here I am, totally pregnant, not supposed to really be doing much and I'm trying to get this dang car, which by the way we have only had for four months, to freakin start. Thank goodness Porter is happy in his carseat with some snacks.

We were getting no where so I go inside the clinic to ask good ol Dan if he can come help or ask around for someone who knows about cars. I HATE being the damsel in distress. Unfortunately no one on this shift really knew much about cars. We fiddle a little too, to no avail. Then I hook up our car charger/jumper thingy that we keep in the back to see if I can jump the car. Didn't work. Apparently that dang thing had lost it's charge. Meanwhile other people come to try to help. Someone goes to get their car so that they can try to jump our car. And Jeff's shift is finally over so he was getting a ride over. As the new shift at the clinic I'm at is about to start some other people who know about cars show up and the consensus is that it's the battery. But we can't jump the car, so what the heck is going on. Finally Jeff shows up with someone who knows cars and they check the jumper cable connections to make sure there is a spark at each connection. There wasn't at first and then there was so the car finally freakin started. If I had to be stuck anywhere the school is the best place because there's always someone I know.

Now that the car was running we took it to a shop, proceeded to wait until they could look at our car (because where are we gonna go), then they tried charging the battery, but it couldn't hold it's charge, so we ended up having to get a new battery. We were at that stupid shop for over two hours. Porter did pretty well with the waiting, especially since it was his nap time. I played a lot of solitaire on my phone. So hopefully we do get the dang Vibe back tomorrow and nothing else goes wrong with either of our stupid cars. On the bright side it could have been worse - at least during all of this I didn't go into labor or anything.