Car battery died – or the starter, or the fan belt, or look I was an English major, OK, so it is a case of the car it does not go vroom when I turn the key, see? – and it turned out we had to tow it. If you can ever get the opportunity to see a car get towed, do so: it’s very interesting. It’d probably take me about an hour to get the dang thing up on the back*; it took this guy two, three minutes.
So that’s what I was doing tonight. Getting my car to the shop. Nothing earthshaking and/or calamitous. Bit of a pain, because the commuting car is a bit cramped for two and two car seats, but that’s so totally a First World Problem.
PS: No, it’s not a financial crisis. If getting a sudden car problem would result in a financial crisis for the household then I wouldn’t be shaking the tip jar for roleplaying game supplements.
*OK, OK, now that I’ve seen it done it’d probably only take a half hour.