There’d be days like this…

I just didn’t think she was talking about every day of my life!

We woke up yesterday morning to this. Charred (Well, partially charred, anyhow) 1988 Range Rover. The car is old, but it got my husband around to work and such.

And right now, we can’t afford the expense of another car. We’re not exactly sure how it happened, but my husband had left a (car) battery on the floor of the passenger side Saturday night…something must have ignited it during the night. However, it burned (and burned HOT) only the area around the battery and then, somehow, died out. We didn’t hear (or smell) a thing, so this was a huge surprise.

We’re grateful, because, frankly it could have been much worse, had the windows been left open, or if the fire kept burning/caught the gas tank on fire.

But, geesh, why does this kind of stuff continue to happen to us??