Last night, the TV in our bedroom died. It had a good life–10, 15 years–but still.

Today, I was leaving–well, trying to leave–for a dentist appointment, and…the car wouldn’t start.

It has gas–three quarters of a tank. Oil was changed and inspection performed last week. The antifreeze/coolant light had been coming on, so I hadn’t been driving it until we could check that out. I figured, as I prepared to leave, that I could run it to the car place after my dentist appointment.

Well, so much for that.

I just hope this week doesn’t get any worse.