This week… wtf

I’m kind of freaking out a little bit, guys. I kind of am. I don’t know what I was thinking buying a new car. I mean…I like the car. I love the car, and it’s so nice to finally have a NICE vehicle whose parts all work and even has a few extra little bits that make it fun to drive. And I can afford it, that’s not the problem either.

The problem is I now have no extra money for flight school on a regular basis! I’ve been reading the book and learning what I can, but it’s not the same thing! I don’t know what I’m going to do, I feel like it’s now going to take me the whole rest of my life to get a certificate. It’s so depressing!

I won’t be able to take a lesson this month because most of my money saved went as a down payment on the car. I won’t be able to take one next month because both rent and the first car payment are due at different times of the month, plus I am getting a new insurance payment too.

I’m so depressed about it. I don’t know what I was thinking. I was going to buy a headset and a log book and the CD courses and now I have to wait an undetermined amount of time. I should have just dealt with the old car until it literally fell apart. I should have.

*headdesk*

Anyway.

This week has been the craziest week ever. We had a holiday on Monday for Martin Luther King, Jr. day, so we have a short week, but all the people who are calling us are crazy. Batshit crazy. All it’s done is make the week feel stupidly long. This is probably one of the most unpleasant weeks I’ve had in a long time.

It’s also made me realize that I am much more dangerously attached to Andy than I had originally thought. He was sick from Saturday all through the week so yesterday was the first time I had seen him in several days. I was miserable and mopey the whole time and couldn’t make myself being anything else. Granted, the week did suck in general, but not being able to spend time with him was disconcertingly painful. I really, really missed him. It’s so nice having him to cuddle with again.

So yeah, just a short entry to complain about things, I do apologize.

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February 11, 2013

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