Oh God, I'm so *tired*.
Tracy car wouldn't start yesterday morning. So when I got home I called AAA to give it a jump because I figured it had been sitting there since Friday in the cold and the battery needed to be charged.
No, couldn't be that simple. Instead the AAA guy pointed out that there's a thing in the engine called a Tensioner Spring that holds the belt running from the engine to the alternator tight, but it was loose now and needed to be replaced. So I had it towed to our car shop and it'll be looked at this morning.
That's on top of the back somehow processing my last paycheck for only $250 instead of $500 (which was bad enough because dof all the damned furlough days I had in December.) And this morning I couldn't find the home equity checkbook to cover whatever the shop is going gouge us to fix Tracy's car. So I need to arrage the transfer over the phone and God help me if they need me to show in person to arrange because then I need to take off time from work which I can't afford to do.
Since Thanksgiving, it seems like it's been one crisis after another. I've had to get extremely expensive repairs on my car twice. I've had that scare with my heart. Christmas was just one anxious rush. The kids have been ill. My mother went into the hosptital to have her appendix it out and I'm scared to death I'm going to have to ask for money again while she's recovering from that.
Oh, yeah, and my jobs sucks but I can't afford to leave it and I've got no appreciable skills to get a better one.
I feel like there's a vice around my chest right now. I was breaking into sobbing fits while I was driving into work. I don't know what I'm going to do. I don't what I'm going to do. I just want it to stop. Everything just STOP.
No, couldn't be that simple. Instead the AAA guy pointed out that there's a thing in the engine called a Tensioner Spring that holds the belt running from the engine to the alternator tight, but it was loose now and needed to be replaced. So I had it towed to our car shop and it'll be looked at this morning.
That's on top of the back somehow processing my last paycheck for only $250 instead of $500 (which was bad enough because dof all the damned furlough days I had in December.) And this morning I couldn't find the home equity checkbook to cover whatever the shop is going gouge us to fix Tracy's car. So I need to arrage the transfer over the phone and God help me if they need me to show in person to arrange because then I need to take off time from work which I can't afford to do.
Since Thanksgiving, it seems like it's been one crisis after another. I've had to get extremely expensive repairs on my car twice. I've had that scare with my heart. Christmas was just one anxious rush. The kids have been ill. My mother went into the hosptital to have her appendix it out and I'm scared to death I'm going to have to ask for money again while she's recovering from that.
Oh, yeah, and my jobs sucks but I can't afford to leave it and I've got no appreciable skills to get a better one.
I feel like there's a vice around my chest right now. I was breaking into sobbing fits while I was driving into work. I don't know what I'm going to do. I don't what I'm going to do. I just want it to stop. Everything just STOP.