Juggling Cars.

Husband and middle daughter made it back safely. So did my car. It did yell at M for the final 6 hours of the trip that it wanted an oil change. That was taken care of yesterday. Now M is using the hay truck to drive to work and H and I get to juggle my car until the mustang gets delt with. The mechanic hasn't had a chance to look at it yet, so I don't know what form "delt with" is going to take.