Hello my dear people! It’s morning time with sunshine and coffee…. and relative quiet.
I’m at my one of my favorite mechanic shops, having Matilda checked out. She’s been a seriously unhappy driver lately and I’m worried about how we’ll go on, which I think I’ve touched on lately, maybe even a bunch, because it’s been quite preoccupying and this is the point of some more clarity…. hopefully. I can trust that these folks here at Hansers are doing the best of any mechanic, it just might be a Matilda thing pecularity.
So I’m here sitting in the RV parking spot because my cat, Mauve, decided to explore outside instead of stay in the bus for them to pick it up. It was odd watching her drive away, yelling after her “that’s the smoke I’m talking about! Pump that break so you can feel the density there? that’s how it is right now…. calipers….” and as she accelerated “That’s the injection sound I’m talking about!”
So it’s Mauve, Rhea my dog, and I. My mom graciously kept the kids for this trip. On that note, dream big and see any actualization as a success. I was dreaming of leaving my kids for a week so I could go, idk camping? by myself? Be human not just mom. I started the dream HUGE! like I’m going to get my mom to keep the kids for an indefinite amount of time while I go trailer hunt. Maybe even out of state? Slowly reason took over, I’m not going out of state without my kids and leaving them with my mom for that long would be hard on all of us, so it dwindled to possibly a week, or maybe just a weekend?
I left yesterday (Tuesday) morning and spent first half of the day driving here. The second half I spent at the park. In the evening I drove to the shop so I could be here first thing. They have RV spots with hookups that were completely empty last night.
So this morning I dropped off the keys. A bit later a fellow came by and plugged in a computer reader. It read it which surprised me, but threw no codes. So he brought her in.
I’m consistently and always around my kids, so getting a little bit to be apart is absolutely necessary…. awesome…. terrible… I feel like I finally have a chance to sort through my brain. Not consistently be interrupted with more tasks to add on my list or immediately prioritize or even need to sort in my brain if it needs to be prioritized. I miss them! I don’t want to do anything they might enjoy doing or seeing too! But I wanna go do something nice for myself. I don’t have to look out for my kids food choices while in the grocery store and came blamefreely buy what I want. But I want to continue making good choices for myself. I want to rest and relax, but get all of the things done that take a lot longer with kids present. It’s good that I have something I need to get done with some time lenience in the process.
Honestly, at the park, I sat zoning out more than I’d like to admit. But today I feel refreshed. Like I really needed that space for my thoughts to fall into places…. of comfort? acceptance?
Matilda Bugus is the manifestation of my wild teenage dreams compounded into something so unexpected and beautiful. I love and appreciate this (in)animate being so much for being our home for so long. It makes me very sad to think that I may be looking for a new bus… or way… though that’d take care of the trailer falling apart problem…..
Feeling kinda typed out right now….. gonna take a break…..
I just spoke to a mechanic and he said that it’s the fuel filter and or fuel pump. Also a vacuum pump on the brakes is out…. AND the front end is “completely toast.” A grande for the pumps, filter, and labor, 2-3 g for the front end.
Mechanics Advice: Look into a new bus.
I told him do the fuel filter. If available, the fuel pump. I’ve been driving without the vacuum pump since Florida, so the safety concern would be if I was driving risky, but I’ve adjusted to the quality of my brakes to ensure our and everyone’s safety.
I feel like tearing my hair.
Matilda the Bugus 