Day 20 of 40 Side Effects

Do you remember when I wrote that I was so happy about the trailer I’d borrowed? That was the first weekend of this moving project. A trailer has a plug and my car has a socket to connect the lights to each other. Such a socket is underneath the car at the back end and I was happy that a big strong man helped me connecting the trailer. The trailer itself was easy peasy for him but he had some difficulty plugging in the plug. Apparently there was something wrong with the socket. I should have known that from the last time I’ve rented a trailer but I forgot it. Anyhow, he managed to do it at least although with some forcing. When I brought the thing back that Sunday night another man helped me to disconnect it. This man was pretty strong too, although not so Hulk shaped like the first but he had far more trouble to unplug the electrical part and eventually after some sweating and swearing his plug fell apart. But it was disconnected. I felt a little sorry for him and offered to pay for a new one but he didn’t want that.

A week after that the indicator and emergency lights of my car stopped working for a while. A short while later they did it again. Every now and then that happened, on and off, not convenient but neither a big problem I thought. Yesterday however, the car wouldn’t start. I asked the girls to give it a push because sometimes that helps to bring it back to life, with a hand-gear car. Not this time but after trying the ignition a couple more times it worked. Seeing as I don’t want to tempt fate I called the garage this morning and left my car home today. I can bring it in tomorrow. 
So, tonight we’re doing it with a borrowed minivan again. Me and the guy who was giving me advice of how to plaster the walls. It was a bumpy ride, I accidentally ignored a red light and when turning a corner I hit the curb. But we came home safe after we've stopped at the DIY market where he carried the big bags of plaster powder into the van for me.