I feel like Mission Control with a bad launch time. Or more precisely, with a bad launch vehicle, as the time was fine until problems rose with the vehicle.

 The Kia is in the shop. This is not a good thing. Early in the month, Don had taken the Kia to the garage where we usually have routine and not so routine work done.  There it sat for 10 waiting to have the transmission flushed, the filter changed and the plugs and wires changed. Through multiple visits to the garage, attempts to find out what was going on over cell phones, some outright lying by the owner of the garage, we finally got the car back.  And it was running rough.

Attempts to locate people through the original garage were fruitless. It was like they closed ranks (and shop) and formed a unified front to misinform us about things. Frustrated, Don to the car to the Kia dealer. 

To put to right the "work" that the garage had performed, replace a worn oxygen sensor and a couple of other things were given an estimate of sixteen hundred dollars. The actual total came to thirteen hundred, but was accompanied by the information that there was some major engine work, such as a burnt valve, that needed to be fixed. 

So today, instead of packing for a departure this evening, we are waiting for word from the extended warranty company to see if they will cover the repairs to the engine.  Our departure has been delayed at least a week, perhaps longer, depending in the results from the extended warranty company.