nope.

Jul 16, 2007 20:09

It's Monday night. I am still here. And I don't know when I'm leaving.

The car shop took all day to look at my car. They put a new altinator and battery in, but for some unknown reason the car still won't start. So the last time we talked to them, they were running tests on it to try and figure out what the hell is wrong with it.

I checked out of the hotel at 1;00 today,l because at 12 the guy said he just had to put a new battery in and then it should be okay. So I sat in the hotel lobby, on the single chair they had and stared at Savannah Brochures until 6 o'clock, when I gave up and just rechecked into the hotel.

So I am here for my third night. And hopefully my car is a priority now. Hopefully they can figure out and fix the problem. Hopefully I can go home tomorrow to my baby.

I was supposed to get my wisdom teeth pulled out tomorrow morning, oops I obviously won't be making it. And I had to reschedule that thing like 4 times.

Everything happens for a reason, and I do believe that, but I just can't help but wonder why this is happening, and why everytime I travel- alone- there is some kind of calamity? I'm not really sure. But I am sure that I'm pretty freakin sick of it.
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