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Just kidding. My car isn't fixed. Basically what happened is that it is the alternater. AutoZone idiot fucked up the computer system when he ran his little diagnostic (because that's when the car completley died...). We spend $200 to get it fixed and on the way home tonight it started dying again like it was before. SOOO, now we get to spend another $200 to fix the alternater and then I guess I'm going to have to fight with Autozone to get reimbursed for their mistake.
Don't you see how this works? I get a student loan so the future looks happy and bright. Pay off debt, go to school, etc etc etc. Maybe even buy a thing or two for ourselves. But we can't actually be stable. Shit always has to happen to make it so you can't achieve your goals and you're stuck just floating, living paycheck to paycheck, wandering around with a baby in your tiny 2 bedroom apartment because you can't go anywhere, and yet still remain stupid enough to have hope that things might get better. You hope, and then the world reminds you that your hope is misplaced and maybe you should just be grateful that you have that tiny 2 bedroom apartment and that you have a healthy baby. God forbid you actually have anything nice or anything that you want or be able to pay your household bill every month without juggling late fees and cut-offs.
Of course, I could just say "fuck it" to the baby and go and get a job that pays $30K and dump his ass in day care like everybody else so we could have that nice stuff. But in the long run, I'd rather be miserable than Jack be miserable. Plopping him in the lap of somebody not his family and forcing him to compete for attention isn't right, so I won't do it. I want to get a part-time job, and I will if Jeremy's work ever gets around to changing his schedule like they've been saying they'll do for over a month.
Don't you see how this works? I get a student loan so the future looks happy and bright. Pay off debt, go to school, etc etc etc. Maybe even buy a thing or two for ourselves. But we can't actually be stable. Shit always has to happen to make it so you can't achieve your goals and you're stuck just floating, living paycheck to paycheck, wandering around with a baby in your tiny 2 bedroom apartment because you can't go anywhere, and yet still remain stupid enough to have hope that things might get better. You hope, and then the world reminds you that your hope is misplaced and maybe you should just be grateful that you have that tiny 2 bedroom apartment and that you have a healthy baby. God forbid you actually have anything nice or anything that you want or be able to pay your household bill every month without juggling late fees and cut-offs.
Of course, I could just say "fuck it" to the baby and go and get a job that pays $30K and dump his ass in day care like everybody else so we could have that nice stuff. But in the long run, I'd rather be miserable than Jack be miserable. Plopping him in the lap of somebody not his family and forcing him to compete for attention isn't right, so I won't do it. I want to get a part-time job, and I will if Jeremy's work ever gets around to changing his schedule like they've been saying they'll do for over a month.