A battery of things

Well this early afternoon I was planning to leave work at 12:45 and meet Wendy for our tour of the hospital. So at 12:50 I was heading out to my car. I put the key into the ignition, turn, and nothing happens. I try again and same result. I think just great and this sucks for the g rated audience. I get a battery jump charge that belongs to work. I hook it to the battery and nothing happens. My supervisor notices that the terminals on the battery were corroded. With the charger nothing happened either. So my supervisor lets me use a work car to meet Wendy.

I arrive home a few minutes later than intended. Eat a sandwich. Wendy and I head over the hospital. It was a pretty nice hospital. We met with the nurse who led our baby birth class. She showed us an example of the room where Wendy will be giving birth. Then we saw one of the post partum rooms. It looks pretty nice. And it is private. We will see what will happen when the time comes.

So I get back to work. I try the key one more time and nothing. While I was awhile my supervisor cleaned the terminals. I put the charger back on and it did crank. However, it was still the battery. I needed to get a new one. The battery was not holding a charge or there was a short in the cell. I picked up a battery. It was more than I wanted to pay, but less than I thought. My supervisor installed the battery for me. Now my motor is running.

I know many of you, okay all of you, will not care but I was missing a pen for the past few days. I could not remember where I had put it. I was in a room at work that serves as a chapel. I was moving some chairs and happen to look down where I was sitting a few days ago. There was the pen in the chair.

You take the good and you take the bad. Hopefully you can give some of both back.