Don't get me wrong, I love roller coasters. I'm a big fan of Cedar Point and have ridden all the big rides there, except the newest ones, because I haven't been there in a few years. My favorite is the Raptor because of the sensation of flying.
The roller coaster that was the last week of my life was a rough one. At times, I felt like I had just gotten off the Mean Streak or another wooden roller coaster that throws you around like a rag doll.
The week started well with Labor Day off. Tuesday was busy, but went fine. Then mid-week hit! On Wednesday, the car alternator went caput on my way to work. So, dropped a couple hundred to get that fixed and got the car back Wednesday night.
On Thursday, I got to work fine. But then when I went to leave for lunch, it happened — no brakes! I pulled out and felt the brake line snap. Luckily, I was able to get stopped before I hot something or someone.
After work, my car and I rode home with the tow truck driver. He was a good guy who told me all the ins and outs about his job at Crump's Towing. He even took me on the shortest route, so I wouldn't have to pay as much for the tow.
After that ordeal, the rest of the week was on the upswing. No car issues the rest of the weekend and had the chance to hang out with my kids on Saturday and watch a lot of football on Sunday.
I'm hoping this week's roller coaster will involve more peaks than valleys. And I wish the same for you as well.