Car trouble

I’m at the mechanic’s right now. Happily spending my Friday waiting for my car to get back from the doctor. The little “check engine” light came on so I have no idea what that means. It was nerve racking. I could feel my palms beginning to sweat taking glances at it as I’m flying down the freeway this morning. My hope and prayer whenever it’s a car issue is that it be something cheap to fix. I guess that’s everyone. But I’m at the mechanic’s mercy. I have no clue. Like Seinfeld says, to people who have no idea how to fix cars, we look at the engine itself as though we’re hoping to see a giant “on and off” switch turned off.

I found a great mechanic though. He’s almost too nice. I don’t quite know how to tell him though. Whenever I picture myself saying it to him, I also picture an awkward moment of silence where he’s nodding his head to thank me and I’m breaking into a long, nervous speech to explain to him why I said such a random thing. These are the some of the insecurities I deal with. I’m letting you into the inner circle; little photographs of the mad hatter running the booth upstairs.

Well, there’s good news and bad news, I just found out. Whenever people ask me which one of these I want to hear first, I sometimes wonder if it’s possible to just hear the good news and not ever really know about the bad news- maybe just be surprised when I get there.

But I found out it’ll be about $150. Good news, not nearly as much as I’ve paid for car issues before. Bad news, it’s still a lot. And he said it was a smog issue which really made me regret bringing it in. I just passed smog and I won’t need to get that taken care of for another 2 years. I guess it's for the peace of mind. There's a delicate balance there between keeping money in my account and keeping the world spinning around me. But I don't have anything to worry about. The Lord takes care of us.