I'll explain why I was gone in a minute. Ok, where was I? Oh yeah. So now the car is all apart. The hood is off, both bumpers are off, the trunk is off and the side mirrors are off. Now, with the weather being as it has, (all rainy & cold )
they can't paint it because the paint won't dry. So, his dad got this great idea. They would buy this little junk car for him to drive around (cost $400) until the Impala was painted. So they did. This little crappy 1983 Toyota. It was real beat up, but the motor seemed ok and he was able to drive it. Notice I used the words
was and
seemed. It wasn't supposed to be driven over a couple of months anyways. (that was 6 mos ago)
So, because the toyota was actually running, this little
scratch turned into a brand new paint job for the whole car. Well, in the midst of the
project, the toyota motor dies. Now, I'm not the sharpest knife in the drawer, but I'm certainly not putting hundreds of dollars into a car only worth $200 in my opinion. So, we are now down to one car. Now, here's another catch. Dh works 1st shift and his dad works seconds. They are trying to coordinate not only the weather now, but their schedule as well. So....it's not moving quickly. So here's what's happening.
I'm getting up at the butt crack of dawn and
all four of us are getting ready. Dh drives me all the way into work (I have to be here at 7:00) and then takes my older one to school. (it's just right up the street) Then he drives my younger one to school. (which is incidently aproximately one mile from our house, but he can't be dropped off till 7:30 because the school doesn't open the doors till then) Then he goes to work. He works 8-4. Ok...with me so far? Ok, good. Now, he leaves work around 11:00 and comes to my work. I clock out, hop in the car and drive him back to work, let him out and then go back to work. Why in God's name do I do that you ask? Ok...here goes. Dh doesn't get off work till 4:30 and I have to have the car at 3:00 when I get off so I can go pick up Trey. Then, after I pick up Trey, I come home for a few minutes, try to get something started on the stove or in the oven and then run back all the way into town to get dh at work. At this rate, just between Sunday and Wednesday, I had already put $30.00 in my gas tank and I drive a
neon! And I know you guys are gonna try and help me on this, but there really is no solution other than what we're doing right now. I
have to be to work at 7:00. Trey
can't be dropped off till 7:30. Dh
has to be to work at 8:00. I
have to have the car at 3:00. We have looked at this sitation inside, outside and upside down and that's just what we have to do. It's very frustrating. First of all.....I don't
need another car. I
have a car, it's just
unable to be USED!!
I am so frustrated. And the worst part, I think, is that dh and his dad don't seem to be
focused on getting this done. They seem to think that everything is just fine the way it is and they're taking their own sweet time.
Ok...you guys have no idea how much better it makes me feel to get that off my chest. The reason I left in my last post so abruptly is because dh got here to work and I had to run him back to his. Uggghhhh! Ok. I'm better now. It was also very cloudy, rainy and gloomy yesterday and that certainly didn't help my mood. I know I can always count on you guys to perk me up. Thanks so much. I love you all.
I'm gonna get off here for now because I feel like I've written a book. I would like to say to
Lucky though:
Thanks for coming out of your little cubby hole to try to make me feel better. I knew I could count on you. Maybe
guilt and begging can get you in here more often.
Just kidding.
I love you.
See you later tonight....