It's a new day and as we approach the hour of 9 Am, only three of us are awake. Gavin and Lizze are still sleeping, while the boys and I are watching cartoons.  We have nothing on the agenda, especially considering our car is out of commission for the immediate future.  I should find out how much the repairs are going to cost me today and then it's just a matter of getting paid on Friday. Hopefully, we can make it the next few days without need of transportation. 

If you were to look outside our front window, you might notice something missing. That something would be our car.  As we were preparing to leave Dr. Pattie's office after therapy tonight, the key wouldn't turn in the ignition. This has been an on again off again issue for a little while. The remedy has been a tiny hammer underneath the passenger seat.  I know that sounds weird but if we take the tiny hammer and tap on the key while it's in ignition, it will turn once again. Think of it as a love tap.  After about twenty minutes of unsuccessful attempts to get the damn car to start, I called my Dad to help shuttle us home. He advised I call my brother Jon, who's a mechanic at…