Talk about being in the middle of it all. And so, as the saying goes again, when it rains, it pours. And just as I am in the middle of trying to figure out how to deal with the difficulties of life, the car bogged down. The carburetor gave in. What would you expect from an old car? Well, yes, it is not yet a vintage car, but it is more than a decade now that it had been in service. It doesn’t even have a cheap auto insurance.
A day after, the car overheated. Papsie was able to reach home late between stops. I was petrified when he said it must be the water pump. It wasn’t. It was only a punctured hose. Thank God, I said to myself.
Don’t tell me to buy a new car. That is not a good idea at this time. 😦