I took my car into a shop near my place on Friday…I found out that the problem wasn’t the alternator after all. The problem was, apparently, a wiring short that was causing a slow drain on my battery.
The guy called around to get a price on the part that would need to be replaced. No one has it locally, so it would have to be ordered. It’s $130. He said he could temporarily solve the problem by pulling the fuse that controls my dome light.
I said go ahead. I’ll live without a dome light for a while.
However, when I picked up the car, I learned that this fuse also affects my radio. 🙁 So I don’t know what to do…I mean, how long can I live without a radio in my car?
One of my friends never uses her radio. She uses her travel time to breathe and meditate. hahahaaaaaa, it makes me laugh just thinking about it: Inhale— exhale— I am my own person… Breathe. I am my own love… Breathe. Turning left… Breathe. Merge onto beltway… Breathe. Pedal to the metal, increase to suicidal velocity, speed like a demon, cut all cars off in a vain attempt to traverse 11 lanes of traffic in less than a tenth of a mile hoping to jump Dulles at the first exit and hit the empty tollbooths… Breathe.