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Jun 10, 2010 16:40

Meh. I didn't complain about having to drive a car with expired inspection (required in Texas). I drove it to my necessary appointments, taking backroads  to avoid exceeding 55 mph, the point at which the car became a cheap sex motel massage bed.

When it became clear it wasn't worth fixing to pass inspection, my sainted mother-in-law decided it was her turn to get a new car, and that left me with her '06 Corolla, which even with 105,000 miles on it is a good deal.

Tuesday morning she got into a wreck in her new car, and while she's okay...they say it will take until June 30th to fix her new car.

It's very frustrating to me, because if I have to rely on someone else for transportation, my anxiety goes through the roof. Also, most of my sense of independence and freedom is tied into having a ride of my own. I can't get out and do the things I'd like to do, and I get depressed being stuck at the house all day.

I felt pretty good when I woke up today around 11 am. Positive...cleaned a bit, and this news just drug me down...and I needed to vent.
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