Last week the clutch went out on her car. She paid the $1200 and got it fixed.
This weekend the radiator on her car died, so she bought a new one, and she and I replaced it on the roadside in Capital Hill.
At this point, I think her Volvo is just old and showing it's age, but then...
We get home after replacing the radiator, and she wants to go to the store to get some more radiator fluid, so she borrows my truck. I go out this morning to go to work and the dash is completely dead. The fuse blew for the dash.
She's not allowed to drive my truck till this bad juju is cleared up. :-p