- 5 years ago
- Wedding: April 2014
So Friday my FH and I are driving to the mountains for my sister’s graduation. His car breaks down. He gets it fixed, temporarily, and as soon as we get going there’s a huge thunderstorm… and I’m afraid of thunderstorms. Oh, and we’re in the mountains. D:<
Mountain trip goes okay, then it’s time to leave and FH’s car breaks down AGAIN. Turns out the battery wasn’t the problem, it was the alternator. It’s Mother’s Day, he had to work on Monday, so we don’t have a lot of time. We buy a new alternator for $128. We go to the only mechanic in town that’s open, they can’t install “customer provided parts.” We have to wait an extra day. I’m ready to leave anyway. FH takes a day off to get his car fixed, and I stay. Oh, and he has this horrible hangover/stomach virus. He says he’ll never drink again, but he’s a party animal who refuses to drink in moderation so he totally will and I’ll be holding the puke bucket again for him in a few days when he turns 22.
We get the car fixed, turns out he’s lost his debit card somewhere so I have to pay for the car repair. So I do. Then we go home aaaaaand I-64 is closed for NO FUCKING REASON and while we and over 9000 other people are parked on the highway a bunch of fuckfaces who think they’re the shit drive up the shoulder and make the situation worse.
So yesterday was uneventful, but we were so low on money we couldn’t afford to go out and get more groceries other than a few basic things like bread and drinks. Today I find out I have a UTI and now I have to go to the doctor… and there’s no urgent care clinic in my town so I’m stuck guzzling AZO and cranberry juice until I can get a doctor’s appointment.
Fuck a duck. I just needed to rant somewhere.