Wednesday, June 1, 2011

The internet saved me...again.

My right headlight went out.

It only took me a couple of weeks to stop by the auto parts store to pick up a replacement.

My headlights are such a pain to replace but the right one is much easier than the left due to the battery placement on the left side of the car making it nearly impossible unless you remove the battery (also a pain).

Mr. Ski wasn't home. I was going to have to drive that night and since it was the right lamp I felt confident that I could do this, so I set out to change the headlight. I am woman, hear me roar.

I fiddled and pulled...wriggled and yanked...and may have even argued with the thing for a good 15 minutes to no avail.

I was BURNING UP (which means I was getting angrier with each degree my body temperature increased) so I took off my flip flops.

People...I left little wet foot marks on the pavement, that's how much my feet were sweating.

I gave up. Slammed the hood and chucked the headlight still in it's packaging (which didn't include instructions) back in the car. It was after the slamming and the chucking that I decided I would just find someone else to do it for me some other time.

Inside I go...after a few minutes, my body temperature started to decrease and I began to think more rationally.

So I googled my car's year and model with the question "how do you change the headlight on a...."

No lie...within 3 minutes I had found step by step instructions of how to replace the headlight.

I walked back out to the car and replaced that headlight like it was something I do every single day....I hadn't even broken a sweat when I closed the hood and tested out my new light.

SUCCESS!!

Seeing it shine back at me made me feel like a million bucks! And to think I was going to let someone else have that satisfaction!

Yet we all know who the real hero was of this story.

2 comments:

  1. What a fun post to read. I can see all of that going down. Speaking of which my car needs a new wiper (wink wink). I'm just glad you didn't overheat to the point of no return.

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  2. If anyone knows my behaviors when I overheat it's you, babe. :) Thanks for always trying to keep me cool.

    I'll look at your wiper tomorrow. :)

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