Last night daughter #2 came home in tears, like 24 year olds are wont to do. You know stupid boyfriend blah blah so end result moving back in (she wasn’t actually out except to live at the boyfriends more or less oh and to sneak stuff out of the house when she was there – you know like pots and pans) oh, and she has no car as of Friday and we’re not actually sure if she has a job. So there’s that.
This morning I spent 3 hours in car repair hell. I just got my car back after a week of repairs and took it in today for brakes…I mean I know I had to have brakes I was just trying to space this stuff out…oh yesterday I got my new windshield – that was exciting…okay so this morning I take it to a new shop (trying out different places) and this guy (the owner) has been working on Mercedes since 1974 and…drum roll…he’s from Pittsburgh!! as is the technician that worked on my car. GO STEELERS!! So he did a couple of things for me…no charge…brakes next week…but informed me that my front tires are bad…so since they are brand new I was happy to take them back to the tire place…Tires Plus..which I can’t say enough BAD things about. I swear I was going to have a stroke arguing with this guy. Two hours later I got the tires on and came home. I was exhausted from the stress and the tension.
Daughter #1 was here when I came home from my tire battle and I said how nice of you to come and support your sister in her time of need. And she says “funny thing, we’re both going through the same thing. I left my boyfriend last night and packed everything in my car, which I wrecked and I’m behind in the payments. And so I’m moving in. And did I tell you I quit my job?”
I’m making steak and chicken for dinner. #2 doesn’t eat meat and #1 doesn’t eat chicken.
I can hear JaNelly laughing at me. Do you think I was a Nazi war criminal in a past life? Maybe I was Pontius Pilate?
Phil is on-line looking for efficiency apartments – for us (probably just for him)- I found something on Craigs list for a nudist friendly efficiency. What the hell….
This is my life..