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Sometimes I wish there was a way to tell my Grandmother things without worrying her. My car broke last night, the alternator (is that even spelled correctly) and battery were bad. I'd gotten it home, had my dad look at it (yes he came by at 11 at night just for me) and he talked me through everything and then helped me charge my battery. When I got downstairs to call the auto repair place my grandma was all is something wrong with your battery.

I told her know that there was something else wrong, she got upset. I tried to find the number, but couldn't so she said she'd drive me down there for me to make an appointment. I agreed and went upstairs to get dressed. When I got back downstairs she was hyperventalating. I managed to get her calmed down and we got my car in and I have it back and everything is okay, but well you see my dilemia?

(no subject)

Sometimes I wish there was a way to tell my Grandmother things without worrying her. My car broke last night, the alternator (is that even spelled correctly) and battery were bad. I'd gotten it home, had my dad look at it (yes he came by at 11 at night just for me) and he talked me through everything and then helped me charge my battery. When I got downstairs to call the auto repair place my grandma was all is something wrong with your battery.

I told her know that there was something else wrong, she got upset. I tried to find the number, but couldn't so she said she'd drive me down there for me to make an appointment. I agreed and went upstairs to get dressed. When I got back downstairs she was hyperventalating. I managed to get her calmed down and we got my car in and I have it back and everything is okay, but well you see my dilemia?