I’ve known it was coming for a while, but I didn’t think it would happen today. My car might have officially died this morning. I told Ron as soon as we paid for our cruise something was going to break. I made the final payment Friday morning and here it is Tuesday and the car died. Well, my toothbrush broke along with the light over the stove, but the car is the major one. I guess 153,000 miles was just too much. As previously stated, I have a strong attachment to my car so it doesn’t feel good that it may be done. I feel like my car has a terminal illness and needs tons of organs, but either the insurance is refusing to pay or it’s at the bottom of the donor recipient list. I had it towed to a shop this morning, but (and this is a really bad sign) the problem is too intense for them to even fully diagnose, so I have to send it somewhere else tomorrow. That’s a pretty big bummer, especially considering I just put two new tires on it (ie. the Wal-Mart fiasco), updated the tags and had it inspected. I’ve been trying to keep it alive longer and I really thought it would make it at least until this winter, but I guess not. Hopefully I’ll find out for sure tomorrow. If it’s too much, I’ll have to go car shopping and that’s a whole different issue. I’ve never bought a car and I don’t think I can coupon my way out of this one. Plus, I have no idea what to do with my Saturn. I really don’t want to junk it, but because it’s salvage and has “health” issues, I don’t think I can sell it or trade it. I had considered donating it to charity, but I doubt any charity would want to put the work into it. Maybe I should consider pick-a-part. Then, instead of being an organ recipient, it can be an organ donor and live on in other cars. That’s kind of weird, huh?