Oh Snow! Part 4: Tuesday February 2nd-3rd
Tuesday February 2nd-
The next morning we woke up and took Lola to the vet for her yearly round of shots. The visit went great. We love our vet. Got into the car to go back to our friends house in the rain/sleet and the windshield wipers will not turn on (YES, in a 2008 Mazda brand spankin’ new and the windshield wipers do not work). Incredible, never in my life have I had windshield wipers just die. But today, two days before we are supposed to leave, in the sleet, in a 2008 Mazda, the windshield wiper motor dies!
We drop Lola off at our friend’s house; borrow their car; call our dealership and find they cannot check the car until the next afternoon; find another Mazda dealership and head there. In the rain/sleet, Mark is driving with no windshield wipers and gets lost trying to find the dealership. He calls them about 10 times for directions (none of which get us there) and finally, after everything that happened up to this point, flips his lid! 
He pulls over into a CVS parking lot, grabs a poor little sapling tree in the median, screams profanities at the top of his lungs and proceeds to strangle and kick the crap out of it as if the tree had just said something bad about in mom. Some poor man gets our of his car, notices Mark’s tirade and my laughing at Mark, and begins to slowly back into the CVS door with a look of sheer terror on his face. It was incredibly ridiculous.
I get Mark’s phone and call the dealership for the address and tell him to turn on the navigation . . . Hello! We finally find the dealership, drop off the car and they tell us the motor is burned out and they do not have the part. They will try to overnight it and have the windshield wiper motor repaired by the next day’s afternoon-suck! We needed the car the next day to go to a dentist appointment, then, to drive to Charlotte (3 hrs drive) to visit Mark’s grandmother and then, on to Greensboro to see my Dad and Aunt (because our family farewell dinner was cancelled due to our leaving on our trip early because of the freaking snow). Guess we will just have to borrow our friend’s car again (thank god they are awesome and don’t mind).
We go back to the house and try to get our flight changed to Thursday or Friday (nope, $600 to change/cancel our flight that cost us only $160 makes sense right? I guess it did to the backward crooked airline, so we just won’t show up). We look at the trains $300 for 22hrs to Miami (from which our flight to Buenos Aires leaves). Then, we look at rental cars – $80. The cheapest form of transportation we could find and in the form of a Chrysler convertible (serendipity? That’s what we thought. Maybe karma felt bad and was trying to throw us another bone? Not so much as you will read later). We decided to drive to Tampa, stay with my sister from Friday to Sunday and she would drive us to Miami airport on Sunday (yep, during the Super Bowl).
Wednesday February 3rd-
Wednesday February 3rd-
Mark has a phobia about dentists and can only go to the dentist with prophylactic pain killers. So, I put a drugged up Mark in our friends’ car and head to the dentist for Mark to have 7 cavities filled. Drop him off and HR block finally calls and tells me they will try to have our taxes done. I go pick up some vitamins the Vet told us Lola needed and head back to the dentist to pick up Mark. Oh, meanwhile we were test running the whole transferring money thing- didn’t work- the money was not allowed to be transferred from those particular accounts, although we were told it would be fine. I call and take care of that while at the dentist. About $2000 later, with a drugged up Mark,
I head back to Cary to drop him off and hopefully, pick up our Mazda, and onward to Charlotte. No, no, no! The Madza dealership calls (when they had told me the car would be finished) to tell me the part never came in and the repair wouldn’t be done until the next day. Awesome, now what? At this point it is about 3pm. We borrow our friends car yet again and head to Greensboro (1 hr drive) and forget about Charlotte because there is no way we can make it there and back in a decent amount of time. We planned to go see the family in Greensboro, then make it back to Raleigh in time for drinks at one of our favorite bars with a few friends. We start off by running about an hour late, held up by a hungry drugged up husband fixated with gas station snacks and coffee. We end up not having much time to visit. We leave Greensboro an hour after we are supposed to be at a bar in Raleigh! Head back, thankfully we have very, very patient friends who waited for us to arrive. We have drinks and head home.
