Seriously.... what next? (huge bitch fest, just a warning)
I just walked down to the beach and screamed "FUCK YOU!" to an empty house, in the midst of crying....
Still not on speaking terms with my father, and still up in the air, sad, numb about everything having to do with him.
I am going to be married on Sunday.... and I'm not inviting him to the wedding.
That immensely makes me sad and angry..... not with myself, but at and because of him.
I am still his "legal guardian" but have had no control over him or his finances for over a year.
The last post I made about the minivan he just "up and got me?" ......
Well yesterday, it died.
Literally died. Coming home from the Eastern Shore center, getting what Brent is going to wear to our wedding, and getting bubbles for the very few people that are going to be there......
The oil light came on, then the car died. All the lights lit-up, managed to get it started again, and kept going to try and get home....
It did this 4 subsequent times on the way home, as well as producing some of the most horrible noises I have ever heard an engine make.... then finally died on the corner of 98 and Whispering pines. Right by CVS. Not that any of you that aren't in Daphne would understand the significance or irony of that, so for those who don't.....
That is literally across the highway from the mechanic I would be taking it to,(Parrish's) and less than 3 minutes from my house.
Well, I almost got there.
After almost having a panic attack and then walking home, our roomate Stephanie reminded us of our AT&T roadside assistance, so we could get a free tow (instead of paying 70 dollars to take the damn thing ACROSS THE STREET)
Got it towed by a really nice guy from Goen towing, thankyou for making my day a little better, and also thankyou to the AT&T customer service guy, Duane, for helping make my day a little less stressful as well.
So.... this morning I walk up the hill to Parrish's, and give them my keys....
I called around 2 or so to ask if they had gotten a chance to look at it... and he said yeah, from first glance it looked like I'm gonna need a new motor.
WTF.
Seriously.... I got this "new to me" car on February 25th..... had Parrish's check it out on the next day, and they said it was running great, nothing wrong.
It wasn't even due for an oil change yet, and what do they say? "ITS LOCKED UP" -- nothing we can do except replace the engine.
I want to take the broken down piece of shit minivan that i shouldn't have accepted anyway and tell my father to shove it and I want my old ass 97 camry that I traded him for.
Seriously... what next?
Still not on speaking terms with my father, and still up in the air, sad, numb about everything having to do with him.
I am going to be married on Sunday.... and I'm not inviting him to the wedding.
That immensely makes me sad and angry..... not with myself, but at and because of him.
I am still his "legal guardian" but have had no control over him or his finances for over a year.
The last post I made about the minivan he just "up and got me?" ......
Well yesterday, it died.
Literally died. Coming home from the Eastern Shore center, getting what Brent is going to wear to our wedding, and getting bubbles for the very few people that are going to be there......
The oil light came on, then the car died. All the lights lit-up, managed to get it started again, and kept going to try and get home....
It did this 4 subsequent times on the way home, as well as producing some of the most horrible noises I have ever heard an engine make.... then finally died on the corner of 98 and Whispering pines. Right by CVS. Not that any of you that aren't in Daphne would understand the significance or irony of that, so for those who don't.....
That is literally across the highway from the mechanic I would be taking it to,(Parrish's) and less than 3 minutes from my house.
Well, I almost got there.
After almost having a panic attack and then walking home, our roomate Stephanie reminded us of our AT&T roadside assistance, so we could get a free tow (instead of paying 70 dollars to take the damn thing ACROSS THE STREET)
Got it towed by a really nice guy from Goen towing, thankyou for making my day a little better, and also thankyou to the AT&T customer service guy, Duane, for helping make my day a little less stressful as well.
So.... this morning I walk up the hill to Parrish's, and give them my keys....
I called around 2 or so to ask if they had gotten a chance to look at it... and he said yeah, from first glance it looked like I'm gonna need a new motor.
WTF.
Seriously.... I got this "new to me" car on February 25th..... had Parrish's check it out on the next day, and they said it was running great, nothing wrong.
It wasn't even due for an oil change yet, and what do they say? "ITS LOCKED UP" -- nothing we can do except replace the engine.
I want to take the broken down piece of shit minivan that i shouldn't have accepted anyway and tell my father to shove it and I want my old ass 97 camry that I traded him for.
Seriously... what next?