Okay, not really, as it’s not that serious. But we have decided to take the Van from Hell to Norman today. We simply couldn’t warm up to the idea of patronizing the Dodge dealership here after they gave us the big middle finger during the Great Computer Fiasco. The stupid thing has been running fine for chunks of time so we hope it will make it all the way to Norman (65 miles). If it dies, it will often reset itself if you sit for a while and then it will run a bit more after that. Failing that, we have AAA. Anyway, we’re going to drop the thing off, have lunch, and come home. Because it’s not like there’s anything else we need to be doing right now, right? We totally can spare four hours to leave town.
On the plus side, I really love these guys to whom we’re taking it and they are the ones who, in January, had it fixed in one business day after local mechanics had been unable or unwilling to fix it for THREE MONTHS. So I do at least feel as though we’ll have it back by next weekend, fixed (until something else goes wrong two or three months down the road).
Anyway, cross your fingers for us that we make it and that, if we don’t, I don’t completely lose my mind and injure myself leaping from FIL’s car to try to kick the van’s ass.