Oh goody. I'm so excited. Once again, the clutch on my Jeep has decided that it won't fucking work. Hoorah. Of course, it didn't do this last week, when I still wasn't having to teach or even go anywhere. No, it starts acting up this Saturday morning--Labor Day weekend, when I've got stuff to do and was hoping to have work on Tuesday.

I was able to get it to the Farmer's Market and back, by turning the car off in order to put it into reverse. I bummed a ride from friends for the things I needed to do that evening. Yesterday I just stayed home. Today, when I decided to try and meet some people at Bratfest I couldn't even get it into reverse when the engine was off, and it took both hands and some mighty pushing to get the stick to move at all. I really hope that I will be able to get the car to the garage tomorrow morning without needing a tow.

The teeny, tiny bright side of this is that since this is the exact same problem that has been recurring ever since they replaced the clutch (as opposed to some brand new pain), I'm probably not going to have to pay anything to get it repaired. (The mechanics may just start crying, though.) Still, I'd really rather that it just stay fixed. I may not have to pay for the repairs themselves, but the frequent loss of my transportation costs me quite a bit.