When it rains it fucking pours. First the A/C at our newly purchased house goes out. Today I'm driving home from that house to the apartment and my car turns off in the middle of an intersection. 121 degrees out and my fucking car shuts off. What? That's what I said when it went pfft pfft jerk jerk pfffffffft. It took me 10 minutes to get home when it should have taken me 2. At least I got to pull it in the garage. So I call the roadside service that comes with the warranty on my car. They can't pick it up until tomorrow beause the dealership is closed and who oh who will they give the keys to? Well how about me? No, not you because that means that we leave your car unattended and Lord forbid that something happens to it. What's going to happen to it? They're going to steal the steering wheel? It doesn't fuckin' run so they can't steal it. They'd have to push it to the destination. They're picking it up tomorrow. I hope that the warranty covers whatever is wrong with it. It's only 2 years old. It should keep running until I tell it to stop. Of course I don't want to run in 121 degree heat either.
I packed 5 boxes tonight. WOOOO HOOOO!! This means I'm almost done with the kitchen and then I get to do upstairs. I hate upstairs. Upstairs means I have to walk up the stairs and then back down with a heavy box, then back up, then back down with a heavy box.
I should add that one of the people that you need to know in your life is a mover. I sure wish I knew one now.
1 comment:
I hope you don't have to pay up the ying yang for repairs for the car,that would really suck!! Good Luck!
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