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Dec. 5th, 2003 08:43 amI dance through a grown-up schedule, donig my own planning. I feel proud of myself, that I exhausted all of my possibilities for getting monitary help with my car before I called my mother about it. I mean, I called the insurance agent and checked on my policy (even though I knew it was only liability). I called the police, -just in case-, even though I didn't have any 'suspect information'. They were going to send me to DMV, and I didn't call DMV, cause... I am more than sure that wouldn't do me any good. I called our mechanic, who, as it turns out, doesn't do any body work... but I called them. And then I called mom. Look at me go, I'm a real human being.
And now I'm trying to figure, and I think I have, how I can take it down to a mechanic and give them at least twenty four hours to fix it, and still be able to get everyone I'm responsible for (myself, and the Tiger) to all of our requisite appointments (work). Being as that I'm working two jobs this month, my regular fourty-hour and additional time at Mother's toystore, it's not as easy as it would have been. Working seven days a week rather precludes having a day where I can just drive it down myself and not worry about it, and go sit at a coffee shop untill their finished. However, half of the point of living where I do is that.. if something -happens to the car-, myself and Azure can still walk to work. He's, as it ends, working a bit further away than he was when we engendered this plan, but it won't kill him to walk. I just hope the tempurature doesn't drop far below zero again next week. *sigh*. We'll see.
Yes, this is a pretty pointless, pretty distracted entry. But, I feel sortof pointless and distracted right now. It's not the sort of bad pointless and distracted, it's more pointless and distracted in that... right now, at this moment, I don't have anything else to worry about. I don't have anything else to take care of. I'm fine. It's all fine. I will work fourteen hours today, I will come home, I will eat and sleep. I will pay the rent and buy coffee and bandaids and lemon juice in between. It will all be mystical.
I am a woman. My touch is far reaching and powerful. I am capable of everything.
And now I'm trying to figure, and I think I have, how I can take it down to a mechanic and give them at least twenty four hours to fix it, and still be able to get everyone I'm responsible for (myself, and the Tiger) to all of our requisite appointments (work). Being as that I'm working two jobs this month, my regular fourty-hour and additional time at Mother's toystore, it's not as easy as it would have been. Working seven days a week rather precludes having a day where I can just drive it down myself and not worry about it, and go sit at a coffee shop untill their finished. However, half of the point of living where I do is that.. if something -happens to the car-, myself and Azure can still walk to work. He's, as it ends, working a bit further away than he was when we engendered this plan, but it won't kill him to walk. I just hope the tempurature doesn't drop far below zero again next week. *sigh*. We'll see.
Yes, this is a pretty pointless, pretty distracted entry. But, I feel sortof pointless and distracted right now. It's not the sort of bad pointless and distracted, it's more pointless and distracted in that... right now, at this moment, I don't have anything else to worry about. I don't have anything else to take care of. I'm fine. It's all fine. I will work fourteen hours today, I will come home, I will eat and sleep. I will pay the rent and buy coffee and bandaids and lemon juice in between. It will all be mystical.
I am a woman. My touch is far reaching and powerful. I am capable of everything.