See, we have two cars, so technically that would not have been a problem.  Josh could go to work at the normal time (10am, for our shitty 12 hour shift), and I’d head on out after the sand was delivered, covering it with a tarp, and stopping at a couple of stores before work (for swimsuits, a padlock for the gate, and something else I can’t remember…).

Since the sand needs to be dumped on the driveway, per the request of the guy we’ve hired to put the pool together, I needed to pull my car out of the garage and park it on the street.

So, I get in my car, put the key in, and turn it.

*click* *click* *click*
What the?  Turn again…
*click* *click* *click*

For the uninitiated, that is the sound a car makes when it’s battery is pretty much dead.  At least that is the sound my car makes when its battery is dead.

Greeeaaaaaaat…..

My car is a standard transmission, and the driveway is sloped.  It gets pushed down the drive, and the clutch popped.  Car starts.  Yay!  Drive car around the neighborhood for a bit, in an attempt to charge the battery.  Return home, and park on the street.

I’ll just have to see if it starts again this morning.  If it doesn’t, I’ll be calling the dealership and enlisting their mobile tune-up service to come replace their damn battery.  My car isn’t under warranty anymore, but the battery isn’t very old, so I’ll get a pro-rated price, I think.

If it does start, my first stop (after getting gas), will be the dealership, to have the battery checked, and replaced if necessary.  Then on to the rest of my errands.

Getting up at 7am wasn’t quite so bad today, I guess… I’m not looking forward to tomorrow, though.  Oh, don’t get me wrong, I’m excited about the pool being installed, but sheeeit, the guy wants to start work at 5:15a.m.  5:15!!  5:15a.m. sucks much ass to someone who normally wakes up at around 9:30a-10:00am.  Hell, sometimes as late as 11…

I can understand why, of course.  It’s to try to get as much work done before the oven we call Phoenix heats up to 100+ degrees before 9a.m.

Sick, isn’t it?  But that is why we have A/C here.  And that is why we’re getting a pool.  It will make the heat I hate so much a little more bearable.