Sooo...Don't you just love it when you have car problems? I know Bryan does, since he seems to testify about it in church everytime he has any... ;) (Truth be told, Bry, your testimonies are always very entertaining)...But, I digress.
Back to my car problems. Thursday night, on my way out to the Marincus' to pick up Zach from his trip, I stopped and got $10 worth of gas at Shell to hold me over-I had stopped at Safeway first, which was cheaper..but also had 4 cars in each lane, so I decided to go to Shell even though they cost more, because I didn't want to wait. And my car seemed to be running fine, it made it to Jacksonville and back no problem, however, later that night, when I was taking Zach home...I noticed it had started making this whirring noise when I slowed down and when I was turning..but didn't think too much of it. Then this morning I noticed it was a little worse on my way to work, so I called my mom-note that my parents are out of town right now..- and told her what was wrong with my car. Her answer? Bad gas, which made sense to me, since I just got gas last night, and so I stopped worrying too much about it. After all, there wasn't much I could do until I got most of it out of my car by simply driving around. However, tonight when I went to take Zach home, it had progressed to much worse. And I noticed it was beginning to get pretty hard to steer. Sooo, I called my dad this time, and asked him what he thought. I also mentioned that I noticed it was leaking something on the driveway..which looked like oil. The new verdict? My dad thinks my power-steering is out. Which means no driving for me until after they get back from their trip and my dad has a chance to look at it. Know what else it means? *sigh* $$$ :( And of course, this comes about a week after I was saying how I loved that my car never gives me any trouble. There's never anything wrong with it.
*sigh* Me and my big mouth. Why did I have to say that? I was just asking for something to go wrong. And now it did.
Moral of the story? Gas is the least of my worries.