It is said that "things come in threes". I think I have felt more bad things in groups of threes versus good things in threes in my life. I read that in some cultures, if something was broken like a vase, then two other less valuable items were immediately broken to ward off the proverb.
I have been wanting a high rise faucet anyway - just didn't need it at this point. I kept looking at the hole, under the sink, that one needs to climb into to change out the old and put the new in. Can I . . . . can I . . . . do it myself? Guess won't know until I try, I told myself.
Today, I had planned on running into Hays to do some grocery shopping. Got all "dolled" up (for me) and jumped into the truck; and, it wouldn't start. The clicking sound did not sound good. Oh s*#t. I checked the battery and the voltage was down just a tad due to the number of times I tried to start the engine; but, all the lights and radio worked.
Called my local Toyota dealer, whom I have used since I bought the truck, and talked to Jessie, my customer service rep. Jessie takes care of me and Mike takes care of my truck. I called Augie's to come tow the truck into the dealership and Jessie said they would try and get started on it this afternoon. It's 5:30 p.m. and haven't heard from them yet. Thank heavens for towing insurance, especially right now.
At least I was here at home instead of already in Hays with a truck load of groceries. Am thankful for that. I shed a tear as Big Red was taken away. My good friend has an "owie".
Okay, am waiting for the third event. I feel it should be a "good" event and not another event with outgoing $$$$$. Hey, incoming $$$$$$ would be a good event.