His car has been leaking power steering fluid for a while, and it finally got bad enough that he decided it was time to change out the power steering fluid hose something or other (yes, I'm pretty sure that IS the technical term, thank you for asking.)
He had Friday off work for the holiday and it seemed like the perfect time to fix the car. Fast forward several hours into fixing the car and he was frustrated that he couldn't get a tiny screw in a tiny hole in a difficult to reach and hard to see part of the car. Addie was taking a nap, and I was in an excessively good mood, so I willingly went to help him. I had the very important job of holding the flashlight and supervising the work of getting the aforementioned tiny screw into the tiny hole.
Fast forward 20 minutes or so to Wil being even more frustrated and me being in an even more obnoxiously good mood.
"Let me try...my fingers are smaller...maybe I can get it!"
So, down I went, under the car with my tiny screw.
Where's Jessica? A view from the top of the car.
I've never been under a car before...it's an entirely different world lying on your back under a car and having to trust the plastic ramp thingamabobs that are holding the car up don't break (I think I asked Wil if he was sure they wouldn't break about five times!).
For the record...my fingers are smaller and I FIXED the car! Okay, so there were lots of other things Wil had to do before the car was completely fixed, but I would like to take credit for my impressive mechanic skills!
For the record...my fingers are smaller and I FIXED the car! Okay, so there were lots of other things Wil had to do before the car was completely fixed, but I would like to take credit for my impressive mechanic skills!
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Way to go Jessica! Pretty soon you will be fixing everything around the house. :)
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