February 16, 2010

R.I.P

The truck my father borrowed stopped working.

Which means we are down to two cars again. Fun Fun.
We need three. Today I had to get up at 7 and take my mother and sister to work so that I would have the car for school at 11. My dad needed his car for he could be at work at 7.

Now, how about tomorrow? My mom, sister and I all need to be somewhere tomorrow at 8. How is this gunna work? I cannot take my dad to work. Well, I guess I could. Get up at 6 thirty, take him to work, come home, go to school. And maybe my mom could pick him up. But I have NO CLUE where he works, or if I would be able to get home from taking him to work. This is crazy.

We need three cars.

My dad is looking for one online for under 500. Hurray. That is never going to work. He'll never find something that will last for that much. It would be cheaper to fix my moms dead car. Why keep putting more money out?




(sorry. I just started crying.. I can't keep writing.)

No comments:

Post a Comment