Jan 08, 2020 07:42
I feel nervous. Perhaps a better word would be anxious.
Probably revolves around the truck. It is still in the shop.
Decided against driving Marisa's car to work to-day. I may drive it over to the post office to mail a package mistakenly sent to me by an Ebay seller, but that is only a short trip.
When I had the Toyota Tercel act up I made the decision to give up the car and rely on public transportation. It was easy because I lived somewhere convenient to the system and my company paid for a bus pass. I made it work for me. My decision, my strategy.
Now I want my truck to work. The fact that it is unreliable was not my decision. I have no idea how this will work out financially. There are enough unplanned expenses, then I have this hanging over me.
On top of this there are the feuding, complaining, pissing, pooping cats...and a house that is not being maintained.
I am finding it difficult to keep it all together. I need more glue in my life.
truck,
cleaning,
cats,
depression