Yes, I’m finally back. (And those of you who didn’t realize I was missing should not expect any chocolate eggs this year. The Easter Bunny and I are long-time BFFs, and he knows these things.)
I’m concerned about my car. It seems to have developed a bad attitude, at best. And possibly an alternative personality. You may recall that I got my Hyundai Elantra about a year ago. It was wonderful to drive, especially following the car with bad tires and no heat.
The first sign came late last year, after one of the early snows. In our part of Michigan, winter generally starts deceptively gentle with a couple of light snowfalls. After one of these, my car required a little extra effort to get out of its parking place at work. I figured I had just parked the front tires on ice and didn’t worry about it.
The evil side came out a few weeks later. We have a long, wide driveway and a broken snowblower. And lots of ice. One day, I turned into the driveway and stopped. Rather, the car stopped. Right at the entrance to the driveway. (It did have the courtesy to get off the road.)
The usual tricks of rocking back and forth or swearing did nothing. Finally, I asked my son to get it to move. (It must be somewhere in the male gene, because he did it.) While he was working to move it, my daughter came home. She had to wait in the road to be able to get in. (There are advantages to living off the beaten path – she wasn’t an impediment to lots of traffic.)
Her car had been having no trouble in the ice and snow. When she pulled in that day, her car got stuck. I think my car laughed. Not too long after that, the fuel line in my daughter’s car sprung a leak. Coincidence? I think not.
Pulling out one day, my car got stuck on the ice again. My son brought out the kitty litter, and I was good to go. The cats did not appreciate him using the good stuff.
Pretty soon, the kitty litter stopped working. I’m sure the car decided that we’d solved the ice problem.
Next trick was to get a tire caught in the frozen snow at the edge of the driveway. Like much of the country, it’s been really cold here. Unlike much of the country, we really haven’t been drowned in snow. We don’t have the huge snowdrifts that scream out, “Stop! You’d be an idiot to drive here!” So, all of a sudden, I no longer knew how to back out of the driveway. Then we’d shovel, kitty litter, try to move the car, swear, and repeat. A lot. I don’t generally swear, and now I remember why –there aren’t that many words and they’re worthless for fixing the problem.
My husband works in maintenance at a school district. He brought home some incredibly hideous carpet to put under the wheels when the car gets stuck. I’m not sure whether it’s the traction or the car cringing from the pattern, but it works.
It appeared that the car was running out of tricks. I thought maybe we were good to go.
Then apparently it realized that its real enemy wasn’t me, it was my son. He was the one who kept rescuing me. So it started turning into snowbanks when he left his friends’ houses. Nothing serious. Wouldn’t want to harm its good looks. Just enough to require digging out.
The car was designed in Korea and built here. I know it’s been tested in snow and ice.
I think that I have somehow offended the Snow Queen. I wonder if an ice cream cake would be a good peace offering?
19 thoughts on “Can Demons Possess a Car?”
I’m sorry, did you think you could just take a break? There’s no breaking from blogging! Just long hiatuses.
See? Another rule I didn’t know about.
Well, you’ve missed a lot. Like me being nominated for blogger of the year. Since you broke the rules, I’m gonna need you to go and vote for me to get second place. Here is the link http://2015.bloggi.es/. And my blog is bensbitterblog.com in case you forget from being gone so long.
Done. Good luck. And how could I forget you? 🙂
It’s pretty easy to forget people. Like for instance, I think I have two kids, but I can’t remember their names. I haven’t seen them since this morning.
When my car gets angry In the winter I take her through the car wash and speed clean the inside. She normally sounds happy again after that. 🙂
oooh – good idea
And I took her through the car wash yesterday. Yay for above zero temps!
When I lived in Minnesota and took my car through the car wash, the doors froze shut. Or the locks. Or both. Which at least meant I couldn’t get it dirty until I’d taken a hair dryer to the ice.
And that’s why get the car wash with the longest dryer time, and focus drying around the doors. Never fun when your doors freeze shut
Christine! Blame King.
You’re right. I’m never leaving a book in that car again
No No………..leave a book with the title “How to get a Million in a minute”!
Bad tires, Cat? Need a realignment? Something with the wheels. Captain obvious reporting for commenting duty. And yes, I did notice and miss you and the animals.
Actually, today I got caught in the snow turning into the driveway and got out with very little trouble. I think it read the post and feels it has accomplished its purpose.
Good, it behaved before you got serious and jacked it up, Cat.
Yes. I believe your car is possessed. You’re going to need a CarShaman. ( I just made up that word so don’t worry if you don’t know what it means). I think the CarShaman is probably going to recommend snow tires or possibly chains. If they tell you that you need a dead animal or feathers from a rare bird or something, I would look for another CarShaman. Good Luck!
Wow. I wish I’d known this before. I’ll have to check around for future reference.