Yesterday was not a good day. The crochet was neglected again. I drove to the next town to get more fuel (our gas station burned down in September so we don’t have one anymore) and when I got there the one store had decided not to open and the while the other one was open the diesel had gelled. It is winter diesel (which apparently has kerosene in it) but it was gel and wouldn’t come out. The gas was working so I filled up and headed back home. The trip home was filled with horrible squealing from the van and I was a little mad because I made this trip for nothing and now I was sure I was going to break down pregnant, with a four year old and two year old. I was mad at myself for not throwing in the sleeping bags like I did last year and mad for not phoning ahead too. I made it home to see my dog roaming around when she was supposed to be in the backyard. Before you call animal welfare my dogs are outside dogs and have a really nice coat which they would lose if I kept them inside part of the time. Both were born outside and the male has never been kept inside and in fact wouldn’t go indoors for a long time. My female (husky cross) was kept inside at the shelter I got her from. She loves to escape and she had jumped the chain link fence from a wood box. I brought her inside and waited for Brendan to come home for lunch from his first aid course. After lunch I put her outside and she jumped the fence again. She never runs away when she does this she just stays on the other side of the fence or around the front yard. I let the other one in until I thought they had drunk enough water that they should be let out before they had an accident. I then tied her up in the front until Brendan got home and could move the box. We phoned a guy in town who lent us some diesel and we got our tires filled. This should help with the square tires. He had to use a blowtorch to get the valve caps off to fill them which made my British husband shake his head (this is his first Yukon winter and he hasn’t run away yet so I think he is getting tough). When it is really cold tires deflate a bit and they freeze in the shape they are when you park. Then when you start driving it is like driving on flat tires as they need time to become round again. You have to drive slow until that happens. Last year my tires (which were on their last legs) deflated so much that one slid off the rim while I was trying to make it to an air hose to fill them up. These tires are new so I don’t want them getting wrecked.
So today I got up and called the car dealer in Whitehorse. He thinks I am out of power steering fluid and I shouldn’t drive until I get some. There is a little leaking so it could be that (coolant is also leaking but I have extra and the brake light came on Sunday and won’t go out either but that is beside the point if I can’t get the van to the mechanic 350 km away). He said not to drive until it gets warmer in case topping up the power steering fluid along the way doesn’t get me there (very reassuring). I have no idea where to get power steering fluid but I will have to see if anyone I know has some in the next while.
Today I am not going anywhere and I am going to work on my socks which will probably take me a couple of hours to finish and then maybe I will feel like I am accomplishing something. Besides maybe if I don’t leave the house things will be better than they have been. Here is another picture:


