So, for a couple weeks now, my battery in my car has been going dead overnight. It's a new battery. It's a GOOD battery. And my alternator is good. But there is/was a short in the blower (fan) or possibly the heater control switch thingy (don't you just love my technical terminology here?). Sometimes it would turn itself on AFTER I took the key out of the ignition. Which was annoying, but I have one of this little plug-in jump start things. So it was fine.
Well, tonight, the short 'fixed' itself. My fan no longer works at all. And with the fan function, I lost my heat. I live in a cold, frozen land. Well, it's cold and frozen now. It'll thaw in two or three (or four) months.
I don't WANT to pay someone to tear apart my dashboard to find the short. If it's in the blower motor itself, that's fine. That's cheap to buy a new one, and I could replace it myself. But the blower motor is new. The old one died this summer. Which is why I suspect the short is elsewhere. It probably fried the last motor, and has now fried this one. And eats my battery.
I suppose I could always plug a space-heater into the inverter while I drive, though that seems somehow unwise. And yet... tempting.
Thursday, January 13, 2011
Tiny Bit of Whining.
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