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And just when I thought it couldn't get any worse, the wonky ignition lock on the van chose this morning to fail completely. I'd driven Jon to work so I could have the van for the day. We stopped for coffee about half a mile from the store, and when we got back into the car, the key wouldn't turn in the ignition.

Jon couldn't turn it. I couldn't turn it. The cute guy in the Mobil tanker who came to refill the pumps couldn't help me. The tow driver from AAA couldn't help me. He offered to take it to a local garage who could "most likely" get it fixed in time for me to be back home by 3:00 to get the kids off the school bus. But if one thing went wrong, I'd be stranded 25 miles from home, so I opted for a tow back to town.

Since my mechanic has been dealing with my dead OTHER car for six weeks (and all the angst that's accompanied that situation) and I am feeling like I'm not on his list of best friends this month, I would have felt awkward asking him to rush-fix the van. But he's not even at the shop today or tomorrow and I DEFINITELY couldn't ask one of his crew to prioritize my mess. So I took the van back to the last mechanic I used before I switched to the current guy.

WHY do I feel like I'm cheating on someone? It's just a car that needs to be fixed.

By the time I got the van towed up, checked in, and walked myself home, I'd missed the call from McAfee.

So now I have no car at all, no safe computer, no work coming in -- I'm afraid to ask what else can go wrong because DAMN.

So here's a short list of what's good right now, and maybe I'll feel better.

I managed to get Danny the stuff he needed at school before there was no van to do it with. If I'd waited (which I considered doing) and planned to bring them up when I came home, he wouldn't have had it in time.
The bus will bring the kids home and I don't HAVE to drive them to any after school activities today.
Jon has a ride home from work arranged already and I think I might be able to get him a ride TO work if needed tomorrow.
I have limited access to the Internet so I can vent to the ether, and a few good friends offering moral support and actual assistance.
Nobody is sick.
Nobody is foreclosing my house.
We have enough to eat.
My parents are amazingly supportive even though they're far away.
Aforesaid limited access to the Internet means I have fewer bad excuses to avoid being a responsible adult.

Maybe I'll try that responsible adult thing and clean up the kitchen while I"m waiting for McAfee to call back.