My car is bleeding!

Or, it's leaking transmission fluid. One of the two.

I took my car in to Frank's Automotive on Folsom Boulevard tonight (awesome place, by the way - they never overcharge people and are completely honest) and left it there to be worked on tomorrow. Even though I knew it was in good hands, I still felt weird walking away and leaving my car behind. It always feels like I'm leaving a piece of myself.

So I'll be driving my husband's car to work tomorrow and crossing my fingers all day that I don't need a new transmission.

Please send some good car-ma my way!