Hubby fell down a Skyrim hole for the majority of the afternoon thus far. Dog got fed up with me being on the laptop and demanded snuggles. She snuggled between me and the couch, then sort of squirreled her way in under my arm, preventing typing. Hubby turned around long enough to sigh and point out what a sad case we were.
mah liddle snugglemuffin
My mom couldn’t figure out where all the cat toys had gone. She moved the couch to vacuum today… - Imgur
This is how it looks after Jersey has been visiting with Boodie.
Alpha Teen just made me coffee… and put about three ounces of Irish Cream in it. She handed it too me and said, “you look like you need a drink. Let me know if you need anything else and how to make it. I should probably learn how to mix drinks one of these days anyways. You need a drink, and getting up to get one is not going to improve your mood any, so you should just let me know, K?”
I just realized! I could have a scotch and paint my toenails! Theres no goddamn cast!
I washed my snuggie and hung it up in my room to dry and almost had a heart attack when I woke up this morning
can’t
stop
laughing
This is the greatest thing I’ve ever seen.
alas, poor van. It has died, it has died.
Turns out hemmorage of fluid was cracked seal on transmission. Will start at around 2500 bucks to rebuild. And it needs a new ball joint. Thats another 350 ish. I still owe 2400 bucks on it. Kinda doesn’t seem worth it. I’ll let the Boss deal with it tomorrow.
fuck my life.
So the cast came off yesterday… exciting stuff. I can put pressure on it and its not too bad. Wouldn’t put my full weight on it or anything, but it doesn’t suck.
So i figure, I will try driving the van. I have my little ankle brace, and my leg doesn’t hurt, and I need to go ten blocks up the road-ish to my insurance place to drop off paperwork (its faster that way). Buddy Wes drove me to my appointment yesterday and was complaining that the van was running ‘rough’ so I should really check the fluids before the Boss comes home. Drove up, dropped off my paperwork, and yep,. it was rough. Then on the way home, it became more rough.
“hrm..” i say… ” I should probably stick to the side streets, just in case.”
So I cut across a major road in town to a side street that takes me closer to my own street, rather than stay on the main road. Just as I reach the intersection, I suddenly realize that im pressing on the gas and the engine is going… but it doesn’t seem to be reaching the wheels. Uh oh
I throw my four ways on and put the car in neutral, letting it roll backwards into someones driveway with enough momentum to carry me up a small hill. I then rolled forwards and to a safe place on the side of the road, near some construction, where there was plenty of room to get to the van.
I get out of the van on my crutches and look… look at the crimson wash of transmission fluid in the great gush of a puddle at the stop sign, and the dripping path following my vans trail. I look under the van and sure enough, theres a much smaller puddle. Two older gentlemen come and pop the hood of my van (because I have boobs, and am on crutches, and OBVIOUSLY can’t check fluids myself) and there is naught a drop of transmission fluid in the hopper. I hobble up the road to the pharmacy and use their phone to call my mechanics, who send a tow truck to my rescue. As I wait for the tow truck, lamenting the fact that the Boss has my cell phone on the road with him (something that shall be remedied shortly, as his cash flow problem is now fixed), the sky opens up and a thunderstorm begins.
I sit in the van, with the four ways going, and contemplate that it was just not worth leaving the house this morning.
However, upon further reflection, had realized that had i NOT taken the van out with the intention of making sure it was drivable for my husband to go collect the kids, the next time it was driven would have been when he went to the next city to collect said kids. The breakdown would have happened somewhere on the 401 between here and Cambridge. The tow would have been super expensive compared to the four blocks away I was from the mechanic. So although it sucked that it happened, at least it was while *i* was driving, I didn’t have kids with me, I know I can drive for short distances without hurting my leg, and my mechanics are the bomb.
I will let you all know how it goes when I hear from them.
Reblog so people know who you are
Name: Heather
Tumblr Name: Barwitch
Nicknames: Mom
Birthday: November 19th, 1970.. yes, I am THAT old
Random fact about you: most of the facts about me are random. I had an audition for Beauty and the Beast when it was in Toronto in 1995. I found out I was expecting my daughter about a week before and gave up my shot at being Mrs. Potts. It was worth it.
Relationship Status: Married
