Fuck you life
Well shall we begin with yesterday, ugh. I woke early, which sucks cause I didn’t have to be to work till noon, because I had an appointment to have my car looked at. Cool right, finally enough money to get my car sorted out. Now I’m not a typical woman, I know how to check things on my car. But the idiots who designed my car decided it would be an awesome idea to not put a dip stick to check the tranny fluid, had to have been a man. So needless to say in order to check it you have to bring it to a dealership, totally dumb as hell. So last week I made an appointment and yesterday was the day that I thought I could finally get my car running good. Yay, right!!!! Ugh, wrong. I’m in the waiting room perusing Facebook, because what else was I going to do for an hour, when the receptionist comes up to me.
“Can you please come back to the garage with me, ” she says ominously.
“Okay,” my heart skips a beat, “this can’t be good. ”
“It isn’t, ” she says with sympathy.
So we proceed back to the shop which is were my fucked up day begins. She proceeds to inform me that they can’t lift my car up because my frame is so rotted it would fold up like an accordion. Great, I think to myself, but wait there’s more wonderful news ( heavy sarcasm). Apparently the reason i thought i was low on tranny fluid was going to be revealed to me at any moment. Wonderful, all of the lines to my transmission are leaking.
“Drive it till it’s dead, ” the poor receptionist tells me.
Fuck my life and New York, stupid salt rotted my car. So now i need a new vehicle and guess what, my credit sucks. Uh how the hell is this going to work, I don’t know but I’ll figure it out. And all of this before 10am, just perfect right. By now you’re probably asking yourself, it can’t get any worse. But wait it can.
So I do some much needed shopping at Wal-Mart and head to work. Now I’m thinking a four hour day, this should go by quickly. But of course it doesn’t. Those four hours drag on for a lifetime I swear. As my life slipped on by (4 hours) and my hair turned gray (4 hours) i got a text message. My husband texts to let me know the Drs office called for John, my oldest son, and that I needed to call them back immediately. So as I practically run to the time clock and my car I call them.
A little back story
Everyone in my house got the flu, which was horrible this season. John needed a physical and he had the flu so off to the Drs we went. Now on the way there he tells me that he woke up twice the night before with stabbing chest pain, I’m sure you can see where this is going. The Dr of course sent us for an EKG.
Back to the day from hell
So I call the Drs and the receptionist tells me they need to see John immediately. Of course super freak out mommy mode kicks in. I ask if the EKG was bad and all she can tell me is it’s alarming and the Dr needs to see you both.
So here I am freaking out waiting for tomorrow to come so I can find out what’s wrong with my son.
So fuck you life and the horse you rode in on!!!!!!
*Moonspawn*
So sorry you had a day from hell.
Sending prayers for your son.
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That sounds like a super shitty day, and there’s no fear like a mama for her baby when something is wrong 🙁 I will keep you and your son in my thoughts ❤️ I hope it’s nothing serious
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Positive thoughts are with.
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Bad days are bad! I’m so sorry about your car. That sucks. I know the feeling. David and I need a new car too, but can’t afford payments. Toyota’s are the worst. Blah. I’m talking to you about the other stuff. So…
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