Jamie needs spark

About a month or so ago, I took Jamie out to see her friend Max, the German Car King, who replaced two of the four spark plugs. He replaced #1 and #4 because they're easy to get to without removing the manifold. He told me that I'll need to have #2 and #3 replaced soon, as they're probably just as bad. I'm the sort of person who tends to push her luck, so I didn't go back to get the other two spark plugs replaced. It is going to cost at least $150 and that just didn't fit in my budget of dental work, car registration renewal, smog check, overdue cell phone bill, AAA renewal, insurance payments and, oh yeah, I need something to wear to the fundraiser in November.

Today, Jamie told me my luck had run out. She didn't die with a great scene like past episodes. In fact, she didn't die at all. She just chugged and chugged while the engine light quietly came on. I got to work and parked her on the street to allow easy tow truck access and came up to work. A great debate took place in my head as I walked down the hill to my office--to call the tow truck today or to leave her here until Wednesday. Today would have been the best day to do it. The boss is out and there were no pressing appointments. However, I was tired and had things to take care of since I'll be at the Women's Conference tomorrow, so Wednesday won. Either way, I'll have to leave her there until Friday. My poor little car. I hope she's okay in this bad neighborhood until then.