Hopefully you're not getting burned out on the old girl after all these shenanigans. I know there's been a time or 20 where I've threatened to sell my truck after it's been a pain.
Haven't done it yet, hopefully I don't ever come to that point.
Thanks for the encouragement.
I must confess that more than once I’ve doubted my sanity for continuing on this path (or treasure hunt, as
@Stumpy calls it), with this 27 year old beast. This morning happens to be one of those times.
Thinking about the transfer case actuator, the intermittent ABS light, and the transmission receiving its final checkup next week, I can’t help but wonder if there will be yet another issue that rears its ugly head at an inopportune time. And another after that. And so forth.
Sisyphus comes to mind.
So what you‘ve said is quite timely; it really does help to be reminded that I’m not the only one who has felt like selling the damned thing and
being done with it.
And that this too shall pass. Thanks, again.
Writing about this helps, too, and I am grateful for having a place to do so where folks that
get it will read it (however long I might drone on) and offer comments such as yours.
If it were just me, I would most likely continue to simply soldier on and figure this thing out. I’m stubborn that way. And apparently a glutton for punishment.
But I have a partner in this endeavor, and she also questions my sanity at times. More than she lets on, I suspect. With that in mind, especially since she is not mechanically inclined, I have to be careful how I share my observations with her about what is going on with this vehicle. We look at vehicles from very different viewpoints.
For example, my recently being pleased with being able to confirm, with the new scan tool, that the TPS was in fact malfunctioning, but was also
easily and inexpensively remedied, was not met with what I felt should be proper enthusiasm on her part. Whereas I see it as finding and eliminating a potentially significant issue, she sees it as yet more evidence that this particular Suburban just might be a lemon.
That said, she patiently continues (mostly) to hang in there with me on this project, with only occasional outward signs of real concern. So far, at least. What’s more, she has actually encouraged me at times, when I needed encouraging. For which I am most grateful. She’s a keeper.
So what it comes down to is waiting to pick it up on Friday, or even Monday, and reschedule the follow up appointment at the transmission shop for Wednesday, and put the necessary miles on the transmission before then.
Assuming all that is sorted out, the following week will our final camping trip scheduled this year, to Stone Mountain State Park in North Carolina on October 9. If that proves uneventful, we’ll try to squeeze in another trip yet this fall, which would be great. Fall is one of my two favorite seasons.
However, I’ll mentally prepare myself for the possibility that something untoward happens that precludes towing the camper this fall. And if that does come to pass, then I’ll winterize the camper, and prepare for next year by getting fixed whatever needs fixed on the Subdivision, and go through it this winter with a fine toothed comb. Eventually it will be road trip worthy.
Even if it doesn‘t break, I’ll go through it this winter.
In the new garage.