I totally put a new battery in my car by myself. I’m like, all mechanically inclined, and stuff and junk.

Of course, it helped that my car was at my parent’s house so I had access to every tool imaginable. There was no need to search for anything. It was all right there at my fingertips.

But, I still did it. By myself. In million degree temperatures. Sweating like a stuck pig*.

My car started and made it home, so I’m assuming I did it correctly.

We’ll find out eventually, I guess.

Pee Ess – I don’t know how a stuck pig sweats, so don’t ask me.