Saturday morning I left for Clearlake (again). I'd been getting weird
vibes and feeling nervous all morning, like there was something "wrong", but I
couldn't put my finger on anything. I got onto the freeway, and was doing 70mph
through San Leandro (about 10 minutes out from home), when a loud "PING"
somewhere in or under the engine got my attention. At first I thought it was
just a rock, but then I started having problems maintaining speed. She'd been
rather sluggish and jerky when I accelerated onto the freeway, but this was
different... suddenly I felt that something was not connected right to the gas
pedal. I pulled off the freeway, called Triple-A from a gas station, and got a
tow home. I HAD to get to Clearlake that day, as I had people coming to finish
clearing out Grandma's house on Sunday. Fortunately, my son and his girlfriend
were coming up later in the day, so I got a ride with them. I had to come home
Sunday night instead of Monday, but that was okay. Whew.
When we got to Grandma's house Sunday morning, we found the back door and
screen wide open and the outside doorknob missing. Someone had obviously broken
in, but it couldn't be seen from the street so the police driveby hadn't noticed
it (assuming they DID drive by as requested). Fortunately, the valuables that
had been in obvious places were already removed, so whoever broke in probably
didn't get anything. This was confirmed when we found various hidden valuables
during the cleaning process, including the silverware (real silver), and a piece
of folded tinfoil stuck into a bunch of cards on the kitchen table that
concealed almost $400 in cash! I'd have missed that, but the two people I hired
to help are VERY honest, and while Jim could easily have concealed it, he
quickly brought it to my attention. We also found my grandfather's Bronze Star,
another box of letters he wrote to Grandma while he was at Camp Roberts and then
in Italy during WWII, and several small things my mom wanted. The only thing we
didn't find was Grandma's "good" jewelry, and that might be in the safe deposit
box, or she might have given it away or sold it. She had several jewelry boxes
full of stuff, but I took that out for safekeeping before she died, and most was
only costume anyway. We're not going to worry about it.
When I told my mom about the money, she told me to keep it, and use it for
repairing the van. She is the executor of Grandma's estate, so she could do
that. She said that I'd been busting my behind doing all the work for both her
and Grandma (which is true), and that I should be compensated for the wear and tear on the van.
Thank you!!
So Monday I took the van in to have her repaired. She'd been running very
rough for a few weeks (yes, it started during all this running around to
Clearlake), we had leaking coolant, and I figured she needed a tuneup, but we
didn't have the cash. I did give her an oil change earlier this month AND
bought a new battery last week, but neither solved the problem. Now, between
the money from Grandma's house and Stuart paying his April rent (finally!), I
actually didn't have to worry about the cost too much. Turned out the sparkplugs and ignition
coil were almost dead, so they did the tuneup and replaced everything, to the tune of $500. When we
went to pick her up, we found out that he hadn't known about the leaking coolant
hose when he called but the guys fixed it along with everything else. Since
he'd already given us the estimate and it had been approved, he couldn't charge
us for the coolant hose replacement, which would have been another $50-55, so we
got that for free! I'd have felt bad except that the diagnostic alone was $95,
which is rather high, so I didn't feel they got ripped off.
Now the van is running beautifully (knock on wood!), I'm DONE with
Grandma's house and almost done with the rest of her business, and when I go up
again in two weeks (on Mother's Day weekend), I should be able to relax a bit
more and spend more time with my mom. She is doing extremely well, and the
doctor has expressed cautious agreement that she might be able to go home by the
end of May. woo-HOO!!!
I'm feeling extremely blessed now. I didn't have an accident when the van
conked; I was able to get to Clearlake on schedule and meet my obligations; we
found everything we wanted and/or needed to find in Grandma's house, which is now OUT
OF MY HAIR; I got the money to fix the van and the work has been done; AND I got
to spend time with Stuart and Kori. I feel like I've lost 40 pounds!!! :-)
Thanks to all, living and otherwise, who
made this possible!! And thanks to all of you who have been sending prayers,
energy, and general good juju to me and my family.
A blessed Beltaine/May Day to all!
And just to make this a slightly gothy post, I give you this pic I made on some random site awhile back. The funny thing is that last year I bought a black strapless sundress with pinky/purple skulls-and-crossbones on it! This would totally be me, if only I was drawn that way... ;-)