Guys like that….What? What? Baby move that Butt…ok yes. Enough. Reminds me of college days!
A typical morning in our household: Alex decides that we will reward all his hard work of clearing out the garage by parking his car in the garage last night. No big deal. I came home after him last night and parked my car in the driveway. No big deal. Alex leaves for work at 6:00 am…not a huge deal because I was already up. So I get in my car and move it out of the driveway. I am waiting in the car for him to pull out of the garage and so I can return back to the house. No movement. This is typical Alex…whenever we’re running somewhere, most of the times behind schedule, he has to quickly run back in to get that thing he forgot, or do this one thing that could wait a week or has been waiting for a week. So I am trying to be patient….which I am TERRIBLE at…and still, no movement. Then I finally see him heading down the driveway…ON FOOT. His car battery is dead. He mumbles something about extreme temperatures drain batteries, blah blah blah. It is early…I am not pay attention. So we get his car out and align it with mine so we can jump his car.
Alex has a sweet vintage 1997 Gold Camry. Very classy though it has a higher crime rate compared to other cars because older people often think that that is their 90’s Gold Camry and they try to get into it. I have my Volvo XC90…I love my car …the perfect soccer mom vehicle.
Step 1, open hoods. Camry - Check. Volvo....How do you do that?? I have not opened the hood yet of my Volvo. I consult the trusty owner’s manual, which I have yet to read, 2 years later. There are a lot of bells and whistles of my car that I haven’t quiet discovered yet. Mental note, in all your free time, read the owner’s manual. Sure. Ok. Volvo - Check.
Step 2, attach jumper cables to batteries. Camry battery attached – Check. Volvo battery….Volvo battery…um…where is it? Mind you it is early, but both of us were pretty awake at this point. Where is the BATTERY in a Volvo? Consult the trusty manual….ah…in the trunk. Clever Swedish Engineers! I think Alex’s words were “What the hell kind of car is this?” I reply “It’s a spaceship!”. He wasn’t amused.
It is nearing 6:15 am or so at this point and Alex really needs to get on the road. We open the trunk and find the battery. There are these giant clamp/fastens keeping the battery secure. You need a jackhammer to get those bolts off! We’re screwed! ONLY US!
What happens next? Our dear friend Lynne has been staying with us once a week because she is doing work in the area. We used her car, which doesn’t have a battery in the trunk, to jump start Alex’s car. Off to work he went, back inside I went. All is well again.
I love my Volvo.
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