Someday, they will make a movie of my life. I think it will be a dark comedy.

You just don't know what fun is until you have single handedly pushed a Jeep, in neutral, through an x-turn in a tight space, then down a long driveway for an unsuccessful attempt at a push start. Guess who got to do that?

As if needing a new clutch were not enough, our heroine left the lights on for two hours after getting the car back from the garage. (Gotta stop that!!) Not long enough to completely kill it, but long enough for the engine to not quite turn over. As one would expect, my pushing it down the driveway wasn't enough to get it going.

A couple of guys drove by in a truck just as I was sitting futilely out of the end of my driveway. (First people I'd seen in almost 45 mintues.) They stopped and helped me get it back up the driveway for a second attempt at a push start, this time with them pushing and me already behind the wheel. It still didn't work, but we did end up all the way across the street in the next driveway.

At that point, Good Samaritan #3 popped his head out the window and askedif I needed a jumpstart. GSs #1 and 2 pushed the Jeep up by GS #3s car, and then took off. Within four minutes, we had the Jeep up and running. I thanked my kind neighbor, and took off to catch the last five minutes of my Tai Chi class, and to let the engine do some running.

Lessons learned:

1. Turn. Off. The. Lights.
2. Never underestimate the power of the kindness of strangers.
3. See #1.
4. I am She-ra!! (Did I mention I pushed the Jeep all by myself?)

Ok, now it's time to take some Tylenol and let my body recover.