What's on your mind?

[DerVVulfman]

Ya know how they say trouble comes in Threes? They're not kidding.

TROUBLE ONE:
A couple weeks ago, my AC died. That is to say, the compressor unit behind my house. It was a nice 95 degrees fahrenheit (or 35 Celsius) in the housee by the time I managed to get someone to come by to see what is what.

The technician that came by examined and 'kick-started' my compressor, getting it to work once more. But his work was akin to Han Solo flipping switches in the Millenium Falcon... the lights going out... and him punching the wall to get the lights back on. The compressor has some corrosion that means it will not last long. But for now it is working.

I do need to have a new AC unit installed, not just the outside compressor but the entire unit inside the house as well. Why might you ask? The unit is 15 years old. Now that doesn't seem like a long time, and it normally would not. However, President Obama passed legislation that banned the coolant used within the AC unit. And as a result, no new Compressor will work with an indoor unit such as the one I have. Joy, oh joy. It will cost a good chunk of change, enough to buy a car.


TROUBLE TWO:
I managed to wrangle up enough money to get the AC going, and I received... the County Tax Bill. Now, it is essentially cheaper (in the long run) than renting... But damn, it came at the worst possible time. On top of that, the tax bill is hella ridiculous in price. Point of fact, within the past three years, the tax bill has increased by unusual leaps and bounds. And now, the tax bill for this year is 25% higher than it was three years ago. Until recently, the property tax had never risen at such a rate.

Greeaaaat. Well, I wrote a check and sent it off to the County as I needed. Aka, so much for the AC unit. Gotta wrangle up some more ca---- Oh, no....


TROUBLE THREE:
Well, damn. While working in the basement, something just PEACHY happened. A guy knocked on the door and said someone HIT MY DAMN CAR!!!! Indeed, it surely happened.

THANKFULLY, it is the driver's side front wheel and I can apparently steer! I backed up... drove forward... yeah, it seems okay to drive. But who wants just that with a big honkin hit on the driver's side? And the car's been mine since 2005! A 2003 Silver Sable (damn, Mercury sure knew how to build em... not my first)... this car is only 4 years from being a Historic!

I got a hold of my insurance, and they suggested some 'recognized' garages under their belt. HAH, one is not far from one of my grocery stores. So tomorrow... I'm driving over (and walking home). Ugh, walking in this weather is gonna be meh. But I've walked this before... It'll be like when I used to walk to Middle School (which itself is like ... on the way).

Yes, trouble coming in threes....

There better not be a fourth.