About five of my neighbors just came to my "rescue". I knew that I loved the people that we live around, but this just reminds me of how sad I am going to be to leave them. I hope we don't have jerky neighbors in the new house.
When my car wouldn't start, I decided to let it roll down our driveway to see if the angle I was parked at made any difference (yeah, I know...stupid, but I never claimed to be a mechanic).
The power steering wasn't working, so there was no way I could turn hard enough to get the car on the side of the road, so I just left it at the bottom of the driveway. My neighbor, Julie, noticed how strangely my car was parked, and stopped to check on the situation. She went home and got her jumper cables, and then the guy, Chris, who lives across the street, came over to supervise as we tried to jumpstart my car. (I know some women are great with cars, but we are not. Much better safe than sorry!).
Before they even got out of the car, another guy from across the street had already pulled up next to my car with his jumper cables. Then the girl from 3 doors down pulled up to see if I needed anything.
Luckily, it started. (WHEW!!!)
It's now been running for about 30 minutes. I'm trying to let the battery charge up so we can run up to Auto Zone and get a new one.
$60 is a heck of a lot better than the $600 I was imagining this morning. Thank you Lord!