I'm a poor SOB for picking up expensive habits on a top ramen diet income it seems.
Computers taking a lot of my "extra" money.
But nothing compares to my Jeep Grand Cherokee. For what I've spent in the last month and a half, people.. you better believe I could have got a P43.2EE and every bell and whisle now almost.
Transmission starts slipping.. get it flushed. All is well for 5 days, then it starts convulsing and buckin', which is quite a thing when driving 70 on ice. Pucker factor 5 at lest. Limp it to a transmission shop for rebuild... this is where it gets fun (expensive is fun right?). Cracked the housing for the transmission and over drive unit, and I deserve an award for this - destroying a planetary gear set. Okay, so I can't get rebuild. New core + rebuild, 3,200. Hell no. So I get a "wrecking yard prayer", 750 bucks for torque converter to output shaft.
Get it delivered down here.. drop it off at the transmission shop. I'm smiling, 1500 compared to 3,200 is actually quiet a difference. Like bein' taken over a barrel, vs being taken over a barrel with a sandpaper dildo. Call me up today that they bolted it in to find a tiny problem - the flex plate doesn't match the torque converter and it's going to be 130 more labor charge to drop it again, and still no idea which flexplate I now need to order, which can range from 30 bucks to 200. Wrecking yard doesn't have the flexplate, they sold it still attached to the engine. Joy.
God help me.. I still love that Jeep and miss it. But it's gonna get kicked soundly in the tire for all these headaches.
