I Hope My Car Makes It

Happy Thanksgiving a day early, everyone! Today I'm driving the 240 miles, give or take a few miles, home for Thanksgiving. I didn't get a chance to get my oil changed last week, and, as I have mentioned in a previous post, my oil gauge has been moving around quite a bit. The oil light still comes on when I start the car, which is what it's supposed to do according to the book in my glove compartment, and the gauge hasn't moved into the red zone yet, but it is still making me nervous. I'm scared that I'm going to break down on the interstate on what is probably the busiest travel day of the season with two dogs in my backseat. Sure, I have AAA, but I also have only $12 in the bank, $10 in my purse, and not a single credit card that I can use. Thus, I'm not sure that AAA will do me a heck of a lot of good. I also have no family members between Atlanta and Thomasville except for an elderly aunt in a nursing home in Ashburn. She can barely walk these days, let alone pick me up. I guess that I'm just going to have to cross my fingers and hope that the Redneck Mobile makes it to South Georgia in one piece. It may be a little hard to drive or work my iPod that way, but unless I open up my door in a few minutes to find that the Car Fairy left me a brand new Prius in my driveway, it's the best that I can do.