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ArcticTern of Ember
Nov. 13th, 2021 08:51 pmYou know, I didn't have MUCH of a plan for today, but such as it was, it did not work out. First of all, neither of us got enough sleep, but mine was the most inadequate, so there. Now, why there should be a shortage of sleep when all circumstances are apparently favorable, I don't know, but that's how it was. So at some point later in the morning, after attempts had been made to pull ourselves together and wake up, I suggested an attempt at a nap. That didn't really work either. There was lying down, and closing the eyes, and grumpily pretending to breathe in a sleeping fashion but it was all a charade of futility. Then I got up and did various things, including changing the sheets and washing all the sheets and towels, and ordering a belated birthday gift and writing up some belated birthday cards. The Sparrowhawk kindly took them to the mailbox for me.
But when he came back, he reported a loud rattling sound somewhere underneath the car. This filled us with gloom, because it was, of course, THE WEEKEND which is always when things go wrong with cars, or people need to see the doctor, because that is the time when those who can accomplish repairs are UNAVAILABLE. And first thing Monday morning, the Sparrowhawk has an appointment with his neurologist which if rescheduled would probably have to be put off for months.
We sat around thinking of unsatisfactory alternatives. Finally it occurred to me that I should test the car myself, and probably should do it before tomorrow, when it's supposed to snow quite a bit more. So I went out in the gathering dark and drove it around the neighborhood. Yep. It's rattling. Probably in the left rear somewhere. When I got home, I lay down on the driveway and looked underneath. It seems to me that the left rear splash guard (which I did not know was called that without some internet research) had a crack or rip in it, and seemed closer to the wheel than the one on the other side. And that it made a suspiciously similar rattling noise when I pushed it with my finger and, y'know, rattled it. So we've tentatively decided that the funny noise is probably not life-threatening, and that the Sparrowhawk can go to his appointment, and then the dealer, and get the splash guard replaced.
By then we'd given up on what was left of the day. Time to enjoy some leftovers and watch a little TV. Like disgruntled old people.
But when he came back, he reported a loud rattling sound somewhere underneath the car. This filled us with gloom, because it was, of course, THE WEEKEND which is always when things go wrong with cars, or people need to see the doctor, because that is the time when those who can accomplish repairs are UNAVAILABLE. And first thing Monday morning, the Sparrowhawk has an appointment with his neurologist which if rescheduled would probably have to be put off for months.
We sat around thinking of unsatisfactory alternatives. Finally it occurred to me that I should test the car myself, and probably should do it before tomorrow, when it's supposed to snow quite a bit more. So I went out in the gathering dark and drove it around the neighborhood. Yep. It's rattling. Probably in the left rear somewhere. When I got home, I lay down on the driveway and looked underneath. It seems to me that the left rear splash guard (which I did not know was called that without some internet research) had a crack or rip in it, and seemed closer to the wheel than the one on the other side. And that it made a suspiciously similar rattling noise when I pushed it with my finger and, y'know, rattled it. So we've tentatively decided that the funny noise is probably not life-threatening, and that the Sparrowhawk can go to his appointment, and then the dealer, and get the splash guard replaced.
By then we'd given up on what was left of the day. Time to enjoy some leftovers and watch a little TV. Like disgruntled old people.
