Dead as a Doornail…

I went to the dentist this afternoon to have my very last crown put into place. Yeah! #5 and we are done! After my appointment I went to leave and had a dead car battery. Fortunately, there was someone nearby to jump my car for me, and it’s a standard so it was easy to put it in neutral and then push it out of it’s space. On my way back to the office I stopped at Sonic to pick up something to eat, and as I backed out of my space my foot slipped off of the clutch and the car stalled. Dead. The engine wouldn’t even turn over, at all. So again, I got a jump and then stopped at the auto supply store so they could test my battery. They told me to turn the car off so they could test it and I said “no way!” I drove back to the office, and sure enough – when I turned it off I couldn’t turn it back on. So I called my Dad to ask him if later on he would come & jump start my car and then follow me to a store to get a new battery. I made it to Sears just as the closed shop. He said my battery was so dead it wouldn’t even register on their reader! Now that is dead as a doornail! But the battery has been replaced and all is well again in Honda land!

By Christine

Christine is an Avenger of Sexiness. Her Superpower is helping Hot Mamas grow their Confidence by rediscovering their Beauty. She lives in the Heights in Houston, Texas, works as a boudoir photographer, and writes about running a Business of Awesome. In her spare time, she loves to knit, especially when she travels. She & her husband Mike have a food blog at Spoon & Knife.

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