Wow, so a lot went down yesterday and today. I get all packed up and ready with my BF's birthday presents and cake, and 1/3 of the way there I get this violent shaking and screeching from my front passenger tire. It was so scary that I contemplated pulling over right on 84, but instead I got off the next exit and into a gas station. I thought I probably had another flat-as-a-pancake tire just like last time--but nothing looked wrong! So I started up and got back along my merry way, and NO sound/shaking! WTF. So I get to John's place and we take off for his Mexican birthday party. Which was lots of fun. I mentioned my experience at dinner, and Chad offered to look at my car this morning. So I gratefully accepted his offer.
John was so cute opening his presents, he loved the brown Sharpie marker I got him as a gag. Apparently he really needed one. Then I had a dream about something significant happening on the 15th. Which is tomorrow. Something about love and happiness. My dreams are never anything to do with reality--excepting for the occasional bad-waitressing nightmare. So we shall see.
This morning bright and early Chad checked out my wheels, and then just told me straight out that I should just buy another car and sell this one now and get it over and done with. I took heed and went straight to the auto place across the street before I even went home. To make a long, stressful day short: I put a deposit on a black CR-V. Impulsive? Probably. But you know what--my time is money. Big money. So all the hemming and hawing and shopping around could maybe have saved me a few hundred, but all the agrivation and wasted time would have prevented me from making a few hundred at this time of year. I called Chad and told him what I did--he was so psyched for me. "That's awesome, you had something to do and you went out and got it done, good for you!" I think Johnny was a little put out by my impulsiveness and how I used Aaron's bf to do the "guy" job for me, but hey he was at work, and then again he never quite stepped to the plate and told me straight out what his opinion was. But that is OK, because it's hard to tell the people closest to you that kind of thing. Someone a little further removed with a more objective view is best for that I think. So hopefully all will be well.
Welcome to another marathon "weekend."
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