Which is how I also feel about my truck. Right now it won't run, and judging by the weather report it probably won't run again until Monday. How do I know? Because it's damp out and she's been sitting in that damp for 24-hours in the driveway without being started. One of this horse's crow hops is her need to be ran at least twice a day when it rains or snows - because if not the wiring that causes the engine to turn over doesn't - it has expanded with moisture and the sparks just aren't happening. And yesterday I got so wrapped up in writing and photos and work that I didn't remember to turn to stir the pot. IT won't be sunny and warm again until Monday. Unless I want to pay several hundred dollars for a tow and repair - that's just how it' going to be.
I don't mind these minor inconveniences. I don't mind living beside stubborn things. I kind like it, at least at this point in my life. As much as I wish the truck would run I don't need it to run for 48-hours. There is plenty of hay, feed, and stuff to do. I have a horse to ride, hawk to fly, fences to repair, a house to pretend I know how to clean, etc. I'm not worried. But I did have to turn down an invite out with friends tonight, and I can't meet people over the weekend who aren't willing to travel here. Which is okay since I am hosting dinner for Samhain, as traditionally I have the whole time I lived here. Perhaps being grounded a few days before the Holiday is best. A good time to reflect.
I could argue that some more I guess, but I'd just be being stubborn.