On the way home from work today I stopped by the Library to drop off some books that are due tomorrow and also pick up a few new ones. I was going to sit and write a post from the computers at there because I just think it’s neat that I can do that, but there was a wait and I didn’t feel like waiting. I wanted to get home to my hubby my kitties and my left overs. (I’m freaking starving.) The universe had other plans. Shortly after I got into my car it started to go BANG BANG BANG. At first I thought it was the AC so I turned that off. It didn’t stop. I tried to drive it thinking, ne hoping, that it would stop. It didn’t. Before I even got out of the parking lot the battery light came on, and my ability to turn the wheel greatly diminished. I backed the car up into a parking spot and called the hubby. I told him what happened and he told me to open up the hood and check if the belt that had been squeaking was still there. It wasn’t. So our friend Ana is going to bring him to me and he’s going to fix it. I’m just happy we got in touch with her so fast and that I am at the Library. I get to sit in the nice cool air and play on the Internets. At least for 14 more minutes (cause that’s when my time is up.)

Updated to add : The car is all fixed. Hubby is my hero! :)