Mark got our car back today, and it drove like a charm all the way home. Then I go to have my first few hours of alone time since well before Christmas (unless you count my business trip a couple of weeks ago), and the car is mostly dead. The only sign of life is the sometimes working dome light and the occasional flash of the security light on the dash. Das ist alles. Mark and my mom's significant other are toying with the freakishly expensive driveway ornament as I type this.
We can't catch a break with this car. We've got to do number crunching and figure out when we'll reach the point of wasting money on the thing and need to buy a new (to us) car--and hopefully we won't find that we've already passed that point.
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