the irony of consistency

consistency:

1. a degree of density, firmness, viscosity

2. steadfast adherence to the same principles, course, form

3. agreement, harmony, or compatibility, esp. correspondence or uniformity among the parts of a complex thing

4. the condition of cohering or holding together and retaining form;

solidity or firmness.

i am one who appreciates consistency in life. i like the idea of things working together smoothly and being at least somewhat predictable. however, the consistency in my life, as of late, has not been something that i have really been appreciating. you see, the check engine light in my car has consistently been lighting up for the last four months. which translates to the fact that i have to keep shelling out the cash to get my car fixed. it has been "steadfastly adhering to the same course and form" by lighting up. (see #2 in the definition of consistency.) however, that pretty little light has not been "agreeing, harmonizing, or being compatible, especially in correspondence or uniformity among the parts of a complex thing". (see #3 in the above definition.) it seems as though my car has not been "cohering or holding together and retaining form". (see #4 of definition.) i find the irony of the patterns of consistency in my life somewhat frustrating, but pretty humorous too. my check engine light came on again two days ago. i keep consistently ignoring it, but it isn't going away. it's off to the mechanic to find out what is going on now. if i don't laugh, i'll probably cry. so, at this point, i'll opt for laughter.