What's Next?

The purpose of the following post is not to vent or rant or complain or anything like that. The purpose of the post is simply to document what's going on in life right now because I'm beginning to find it funny that so many difficult things are happening at once.

Several days ago, my washing machine died. I was very sad to see this happen because in the 6 years that I've been on my own, I never had a washing machine until a month and a half ago when I bought this one used. It's older, but I bought it from a couple who seemed very nice and who said they never had any problems with it. I believed them because it worked great for the last month and a half. Being new to this area, I didn't know of anyone who could come over and take a look at it without charging me an arm and a leg, so I got in touch with some people from church and found a guy who knew stuff about washers. He came over last night, opened it up and discovered duct tape holding things together inside of the washer! He said whatever happened in the past, they just rigged it to keep it functioning, but this was the last straw. So now my washer is sitting outside of my door and I have to figure out how to get it to the dump.

Next up, 2 days ago I was driving the Sentra to work when it started slipping out of gear. It was really strange and I barely made it in to the parking lot. When I got it home that night, I was mad about it, but not too concerned because I at least had the Altima (even though it doesn't get good gas mileage) I could drive until I got the Sentra fixed. That's what I thought anyway, until I tried starting the Altima, but it was dead. I also thought that was strange because I've never had any problems with the battery. True, I haven't been driving the Altima much lately, but it hadn't been sitting long enough for the battery to drain.

Yesterday, I discovered that my kitchen sink has been leaking and is flooding the cabinet underneath. Excellent.

This morning I got a call from my dad telling me that he's almost positive that somebody stole my battery out of the Altima and switched it with a dead one because he was the last one that replaced the battery (it was while I was on my mission) and he recorded in his journal that he went to wal mart to replace it. I called Skylar who said a little over a month ago when he was here for a few days and fixing something in that car, he distinctly remembered seeing a wal mart tag on the battery. However, this battery that's in there now is a brand that has never been carried by wal mart. And there's no wal mart tag on it either.

At first I was very distraught that this stuff was happening, but as more and more unexpected problems crop up, I can't help but laugh and wonder what's going to happen next! It would be a heck of a lot easier to take care of this stuff if Skylar was here, but I seriously feel like God is preparing me for something. I'd better just buck up and figure out how to take care of these things now, if this is a lesson I'm supposed to be learning from.