First Homeless...then car-less
On Saturday morning, Z had a craving for bacon and eggs, and we didn't have any eggs, so we decided to go to Woolies in my car to pick up some groceries. We had a nice shopping trip, and came back to the car, which decided not to start. My brother came out and had a look at it, but wasn't too sure what was wrong, so we rang the RAA, who arrived about an hour later. In the meantime, we saw a 4 car collision on Brighton Road!
The RAA guy said it was the fuel pump. So, then he called the towtruck, who took another hour to arrive! I was sitting in the carpark next to my car thinking, "homeless, car-less, what else can go wrong?!" A lot of drivers were really nice, asking if I needed any help.
The towtruck towed it to my brother's house. My Mum was there so we had a coffee and caught up with her. Then we went to IKEA and my brother bought a massive wardrobe with frosted glass doors for my room! Well, we picked it out, took the measurements, went back home to re-measure to make sure it would fit, then raced back again to make sure we got there before 5pm.
I asked G to meet us in the IKEA carpark, and we put half the flatpack in his ute and half in the Merc. The wardrobe was truly huge for such a small room, but it does fit. We spent til 2am building it, while watching all sorts of movies including The Wraith, Flight of the Navigator, Fatboy Slim live at Brighton and Human Traffic.
On Sunday we drove down to Lonsdale in the Merc to find a fuel pump in the wrecking yard, but they didn't have any Barinas there. So then we drove all the way up to Elizabeth (over an hour's drive), and watched Suddenly 30 on the dvd player in the car! We found a beat up Barina and got the fuel pump and also hinges for my drivers side door.
We spent the afternoon fixing up my car, and putting the finishing touches on my wardrobe. Now my car's working fine. I'm moving my stuff on Wednesday morning with the help of G, M and T, so I'll sort out my wardrobe when I've got stuff to put in it! Hopefully Mum can get Dad to go somewhere so he doesn't get in the way when I'm moving my stuff.
