Yesterday my van started making an embarrassing retching noise every time I turned to the left and when it idled. As the day progressed, it got WORSE. D was due to come home last night, and I imagined that this was great, we'd be able to make the decision together to have it fixed or go car shopping and do some economic stimulus of our own. I picked D up at the airport, after a heinous series of flights on his part poor soul, and as I pulled up to baggage claim to retrieve him I saw the smirk on his face as the van made the retching sound. I had warned him that we "had a problem."
This morning, after deliberating for HOURS over whether we should buy a new car, get our van fixed, etc given that I have no spare currently and the dealership service appointment book was full. We seriously used a ton of brain power over this stupid decision. While I went to shower D went out and "took a look." He was gone for a LONG time and I started panicking thinking I should call the state patrol or something.
Long story short. The van is fixed. David went to the auto parts store and bought a $2 bottle of magic steering fluid and van is all better. Yes, I am slightly disappointed.