On my way home from work, the car died. I thought I was out of gas because the gas gauge is a little squirelly. Some nice people stopped to help me move my car and get gas. Turns out it wasn't gas, it was the fuel gauge. It is dead. Cars apparently really need them or something.
I have decided that I am going to get rid of the cars and get a pony. I've always wanted a pony and I work at the fairgrounds so there are actual barns that I could leave him in while I am at work. I haven't quite figured out how to get groceries while riding a horse but I am working on a letter to Target about hitching posts.
We were supposed to get our roof fixed today too. We have a MAJOR leak in the kitchen that I would post pictures of but I'm way embarrassed by how bad it is. Guess what? The roofers never showed up. To compound that, we are getting major storms tonight and part of the ceiling in the kitchen has fallen.
Our luck has been really rotten lately (not counting the lawn mower we won). I'm really starting to wonder if we are doing something wrong. Just when we get to a point where I think things are starting to calm down and we have recovered financially, something strikes. It is getting really, really old. Is this just life? Is it this much of an ebb and flow? Or is this what they mean by "recession"? Ha ha.
5 comments:
Wow...what a day! I am sorry you have had such a hard time. I am with you: cars suck! This is going to sound so stereotypical, but I have never known roofers to show up when they are supposed to---I am sure there are many with great integrity---I just have not met them in my experience. May your luck begin to change soon...Maybe you will invent a pony grocery cart and patent it!
*big hug for you & the fams* Take it easy & keep on truckin', mama.
PS read my blog. It might make you happy.
working at fairgrounds sounds wonderful... what do you do? hope your roof has been fixed - we have roofing stories I wouldn't want to share in case it's not fixed yet!
a pony sounds like fun - who would think cars really needed their fuel gauges..? I wish we could manage without our car
I love the hitching post! I want to save the environment by riding my bike everywhere, but that means I have to tote a seven-year-old and a three-year-old around in a bike trailer in the heat of summer...and up and down our hilly neighborhood streets. But imagine the leg muscles...
I want a pony too. Something about the little girl dream in me...
Keep on truckin' mama. This too shall pass.
Love you big time.
*ps* I have redesigned (sort of) my sarasota blog and changed the name and have started posting again. It's still the same address.
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