Yesterday I discovered money in paypay from a few months ago I had forgotten to transfer to my bank. It was a time of rejoicing. But it foreshadowed an impending Murphy’s law.
That afternoon, I started my car (a manual Mitsu Lancer 2002), and tried putting it in reverse. The stick wouldn’t go. Tried first, still wouldn’t shift into gear. I gave it a minute and tried again, and shoved it into gear.
That night, it would go into gear, but just not as smoothly. And the clutch felt different.
This morning, it was fine. This afternoon, it stuck. And then finally, after work, it just was a pain. It would refuse to go into each gear. But I didn’t have a choice, a bit of nudging (not too much, just enough as it did get easier after a while), and I brought it to a mechanic. Explained the problem, pleaded they test it an hour prior to their closing.
And of course, everything they could test was okay. The brake and clutch fluids were fine. Transmission fluid was fine, etc., etc. Except, that means they only had two more places two check for this kind of problem. A bearing inside the clutch. Or the clutch plates. It’s likely the latter. As much as I wished the mechanic was wrong, I had always figured this car (at 100k miles, exactly, probably on the original clutch) would need clutch work done first.
This is after spending the last month moving houses, starting a new life, paying new deposits, figuring out that after a month of roughing it, I’d actually be able to survive with cash to spare after all was said and done.
This doesn’t change that much. But it puts a serious dent in it. And really, really ruins a day. A week. A month.
I never intended to have so many personal posts on this blog, as I wanted it to be more writing based. But this is one of those things that affects it all. The past month has all been the rigors of life, the stresses of life, the changes and all else.