i hate that saying, when it rains it pours. i hate it because it is the truth!
i am trying to be really optimistic and think, "there is always a rainbow after the rain"or whatever the crap that quote is. but it is hard sometimes.
i know i need to change my attitude. clearly.
but i am pissed off at my car chuck.
chuck norris used to be his name but i don't think it fits anymore. please excuse me while i be a little bit over-dramatic. and by a little bit, i mean a lot a bit. hey, we are all entitled to be a little beeotchy at least a few times a month. right? please tell me i am right. anyway, to let out some steam, i wrote him this letter:
to the thing that is ruining my life right now,
what the heck chuck? i thought we were better friends than this? can't you just buck up, be perfect? and require no maintenance whatsoever? we have had so many good times. lots of fun road trips, we have never been pulled over together. when i drove away from the gas station with the hose still in the tank, that was in the zombie car. and when i hit that dog on christmas? not you. my one and only car accident? not while you were with me. you have been my lucky chuck. and now you are letting me down.
i knew this was bound to happen once i paid you off. you were mine, free and clear. i was so proud. then it all started to go downhill. first the catalytic thingy. then? the the belts need to be changed. why do cars even have belts? why do you have more than one too? then? the clutch goes out. then you happen to get a flat tire today. WTF. you have been sitting in the driveway immobile! why? because i was sick today and you are not driveable anyway. so how the eff do you get a flat tire suddenly? you have new tires?! did a nail just walk over and push itself into one of your tires? i don't buy it.
oh, and how come this all happens the month that i have to get you registered? what is up with that? if you are mad at me because of that one time i left the raw chicken in the trunk for 3 days in the the summer? well i am sorry. i apologized for that. i bought you febreze and tried to make you feel better. besides, i am the one who had to deal with you smelling like nasty butt for 2 months. i don't even think that would affect you.
okay, am sorry. i need to be more sensitive to your feelings. i should have treated you better.
sean treats his truck betty so good. and i always tease him. but i think he is the smart one. i took you for granite. granted? granite? is that how you spell it? isn't that a stone? anyway, you get what i am saying.
i am sorry. i just have been sick today. me and the bathroom have become frenemies. i shouldn't take everything out on you.
but how about when i wake up tomorrow..you magically work? and be awesome? i would greatly appreciate that.
sincerely, apologetically, and still kinda angry,
wow. i'm talking to my car like it is alive. i think i have bigger problems than my car not working . i really do. please pray for sean. it's going to be a fun week.
okay. thanks for joining me in my pity party. i feel better after getting all that out!
i know things could be so much worse. really i do. i am so blessed with what i do have and am grateful to even have a car that has problems. i am grateful to have a job that i can miss when i am sick. i am grateful to have a husband who knows a lot about cars and can save the day. i am grateful to get sick from food because at least i know that i have food to eat. i am grateful for these little trials because i know how many people really care. i am grateful that i have a husband who suggested frozen pizza tonight. because he is that awesome.
now i am going to go cook a pizza that i will probably throw up, and watch one tree hill. and wait for sean to get home so that we can cheer each other up and make each other laugh. who needs money and cars right? no one. okay maybe rappers. but that is all.
also, reading back over this post? i think it is stupid. but i don't even care. blah.