Got the call yesterday. Not sure if I mentioned car trouble on Tuesday or not. Anyhow in it went. My little 12 year old car. Now my little $568 bundle of ugliness. Perhaps a tad stressed. Have a 5 day weekend. Now even my city plans have been shattered. Do have my coffee although. Kind of nice to sit at home on Friday at about 9:19 drinking a fresh pot.
Sister is sleeping. Supposed to go back to work on Wednesday next week. I'd mentioned to get back into routine get up at that time, get cleaned; showered; breakfast; and just leave house. I did say she was sleeping. Well good luck to her.
And here I sit. A tad numb, but enjoying my coffee. Really wondering how I am going to manage my bills. Refill.
Back, not that there was anyway for you to know, except for me saying so. Coffee good. Need to get stuff done today. And I've not yet decided on not going into the city either. Most likely will only cost me transportation and an odd buck or 2. The garage has agreed to let me pay off bill. So we'll see.
For now however it is morning. I'm somehow feeling hopeful. And the coffee is hot and good. What more can I ask?
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