I really should just go to bed
So. This car business. I called the dealership that was/is fixing my car on Friday to get an update. They had originally told the insurance company 10 days, which would have been Friday or Saturday (the 6th or 7th). What they told me when I called? The 18th. I was not happy. See, I had a rental car while mine was being fixed. However, the insurance company only covers so much, leaving me to pay the difference. I knew that going into this whole mess, but I didn't think it would take so long to get my car fixed.
So Saturday, in the middle of a wicked bout of the flu, no less, I had to drive 4 hours to NJ to take the rental car back because I simply could not afford to keep it any long, let alone another week and a half. It took five minutes to return it and then I had to turn around and drive the 4 hours back home. It wouldn't have been so bad if my one friend could have gone with me, as originally offered, but she ended up with the flu as well so my mom had to go. And my mother + Philadelphia traffic?? *headdesk*
Then, I wake up today to find out that my car is done. Really?? I spend 8 hours in a car because you told me it would be at least another week and a half only for you to call me 4 days later and tell me it's finished. So yeah. I'm thrilled that my car is done, and that I actually have the day off tomorrow that I can go and pick it up, but there is a part of me that is frustrated that I have to spend another 8 hours in the car less than a week later.
And to top it all off, I'm broke. And I don't mean like I don't have the money to do fun things I want to do, because that is and probably always will be the story of my life. I mean broke as in "I don't know if I have enough money to pay my bills for the month." I wasn't expecting to have to pay Enterprise $250 that I really, really need right now. I get paid this Friday, but it will be short 8 hours due to calling off one night because of the flu. I have sick time that I can use, no problem, however, the pay period ended before I was back to work to submit it. Now, I will have to call the payroll department and I'm not entirely sure how that will work, whether I will get an off-cycle check, or I will have to wait another 2 weeks until payday.
I know that my parents will lend me money. That isn't an issue. My mom said a few days ago that if I needed money due to this whole car business that they would do it. It's just the thought of not being able to support myself. I had to go to Walmart tonight, because I needed a few essentials, and I hated the fact that I had to spend any money. The paycheck I get Friday will be gone as soon as it comes, too.
There is a part of me that knowsI should work additional hours, or get a second job, but the thought of doing that makes me ridiculously upset and I can't even begin to explain why. I was walking through Walmart tonight, after realizing just before I left how bad things were/are, and it was all I could do to stop myself from crying in the middle of the store. And I don't cry. Really, I don't. If anyone ever sees me cry, it is because something is seriously wrong.
But tonight... I've had a lump in my throat for the last 4 hours and I can't get it to go away.
Sorry guys. I'm not fishing for sympathy or anything, so feel free to ignore this. I was just trying to make sense of the jumble in my head enough that I can sleep.
So Saturday, in the middle of a wicked bout of the flu, no less, I had to drive 4 hours to NJ to take the rental car back because I simply could not afford to keep it any long, let alone another week and a half. It took five minutes to return it and then I had to turn around and drive the 4 hours back home. It wouldn't have been so bad if my one friend could have gone with me, as originally offered, but she ended up with the flu as well so my mom had to go. And my mother + Philadelphia traffic?? *headdesk*
Then, I wake up today to find out that my car is done. Really?? I spend 8 hours in a car because you told me it would be at least another week and a half only for you to call me 4 days later and tell me it's finished. So yeah. I'm thrilled that my car is done, and that I actually have the day off tomorrow that I can go and pick it up, but there is a part of me that is frustrated that I have to spend another 8 hours in the car less than a week later.
And to top it all off, I'm broke. And I don't mean like I don't have the money to do fun things I want to do, because that is and probably always will be the story of my life. I mean broke as in "I don't know if I have enough money to pay my bills for the month." I wasn't expecting to have to pay Enterprise $250 that I really, really need right now. I get paid this Friday, but it will be short 8 hours due to calling off one night because of the flu. I have sick time that I can use, no problem, however, the pay period ended before I was back to work to submit it. Now, I will have to call the payroll department and I'm not entirely sure how that will work, whether I will get an off-cycle check, or I will have to wait another 2 weeks until payday.
I know that my parents will lend me money. That isn't an issue. My mom said a few days ago that if I needed money due to this whole car business that they would do it. It's just the thought of not being able to support myself. I had to go to Walmart tonight, because I needed a few essentials, and I hated the fact that I had to spend any money. The paycheck I get Friday will be gone as soon as it comes, too.
There is a part of me that knowsI should work additional hours, or get a second job, but the thought of doing that makes me ridiculously upset and I can't even begin to explain why. I was walking through Walmart tonight, after realizing just before I left how bad things were/are, and it was all I could do to stop myself from crying in the middle of the store. And I don't cry. Really, I don't. If anyone ever sees me cry, it is because something is seriously wrong.
But tonight... I've had a lump in my throat for the last 4 hours and I can't get it to go away.
Sorry guys. I'm not fishing for sympathy or anything, so feel free to ignore this. I was just trying to make sense of the jumble in my head enough that I can sleep.