You can't be serious.....

Yep, those were the words I mumbled out this morning.

I grabbed dh’s keys to his car and was going to zip to the store to pick up some milk, the newspaper and a few other items we needed.

We left his car outside last night – no big deal.

It did dip down into the mid 30’s and we had a nice frosty start to the morning.

On a side note - I love those crisp autumn mornings.

So, I put the key into the ignition and gave it a turn.

Huh..

nothing, nada, zip all I hear is just a tiny hum.

Try again and this time I get a clicking sound.

Then I spoke those words, “You can’t be serious.”

Last week we had to deal with a head gasket and a new wheel bearing, now a battery.

I so did not want deal with that this morning.

Off I went back inside the house and said, “Babe, we have a problem.”

Dh looked up at me in shock and inquired what was wrong.

I simply tossed him the keys and told him to give it a whirl.

On his way out the door I handed him a jacket, he was going to need that.

He arrived back in to announce that the battery was dead.

Argh!!!!