Just call me Murphy!

I think my last name is Murphy. I also think my whole life has been subject to Murphy’s Law. “Anything that can go wrong will go wrong.”

Most of my life, I have been under the Murphy’s Law adage. It has followed me like a storm cloud, with my children; even as I worked in the greenhouse and now in the kitchen. All these anecdotes will be for my future writing.

In the last two weeks – I took my car in because of a major recall that I neglected. Let’s just say that I could have run faster than my car was driving, even with my foot pressed down to the floor.

My car was at the dealership over a weekend and it took 8 hours on a Monday to complete the work. After I drove it for a day, the engine sensor flashed a message that the engine needed fluid. I promptly took it to Pennzoil for an oil change, they put in engine fluid, and the sensor went off, and I drove happily away.

A few days later my sensor flashed a message that my tire was low on air. By the time I arrived home it started to get flatter. My oldest son took my car and put air into the tire, actually in all four tires.  The next morning it was flat and my son came over and changed the tire for me. I owe him big time.

I ended up taking the car to A & M Family Tires on Rochester Road (yes, this is a free ad for them. They are clean and take cars in with or without an appointment. They work on tires and more. They have saved my butt a number of times).  After about 20 minutes, they rotated my tires and found nothing wrong with the tire that lost air. I hope they are right. The man charged me $20 bucks and I drove happily away. I have been using my car all day, no sensor warning and the tires all seem fine.

I am ready to go on vacation. My car has been a pain and I wish that I had a horse but I bet if I did, it would throw a shoe and me off of its back.

Yeah…Murphy’s Law is alive and well in my life. So maybe I should just call myself Mary Murphy!