I've missed a couple days of not only posting, but reading any of your posts. Sorry, hope to get to you tomorrow morning.
Tuesday I had to run up to the bank and stop and get a half gallon of milk at the little market. When I came out of the market, put my car in gear, backed out and applied my brakes--the pedal went right to the floor!!
Have you ever had that sort of--feeling of fear (?)--my mid-section became ice cold and my heart felt funny. No brakes equaled, money (I don't have) spent.
I managed to get the mile home--thanking God that this hadn't happened while on my way up to the Girl Friends luncheon. I backed into my parking pad, came in and called the tow company. They were out within the hour.
Exactly three months to the day 9/15/15, when I pulled into my driveway, my radiator lost all the fluid and I had a tow. $86.50--thank goodness I have road service on my car insurance.
The service garage called in a couple of hours. The rear end work I needed on my car, have been saving my money for and planning on getting one in March, needed to be done NOW.
Not only the brake hoses had ruptured, but the metal brake lines (that hold the hoses), had broken and probably tore the brake hoses.
Lucky for me, I just got a new credit card with 0% APR for a year and a $3,500 credit limit.
I picked my car up this late morning. Too late to get to the Old School Pals Christmas luncheon. The total charge on my new card? $999.69. $60.00 under the original estimate.
This lovely new piece of furniture I have so wanted for 3 years and was going to put on my new charge card, to pay off and build up my credit, is now riding on the underside of my car!!!!!
Plus, I haven't heard from any of my kids or my sister and I just am feeling so depressed and very teary! I sat in the dark last night and had that old familiar of "why am I still here?" feeling. Really, right on the edge of the deep, dark hole of severe depression.
It will be better after the Holidays. Won't it?
I was very shaky today. I don't know if it is from the stress of the car or just the feeling of being unwanted and ignored by family. I used to be their center, especially at Christmas time and now--just an after-thought.
Oh well. Nothing I can really do about it. A Pity Party should only last for 15-30 minutes and this one is going on for over an hour.