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It Would be Nice...If Everything Worked Happy Bday to me! Okay, not much going on. The bday present, though nice, comes with a few problems that need to be fixed. The antenna may or may not be having linkage issues because it gets jammed going down and the motor continues to run long after it is either up or down. So, that's gotta be looked at. That and having to hold the button down for 3 minutes to get it to GO down is rather annoying. The other problem, that is just plain half assedness, is that they didn't put my passenger door back together. I didn't notice until Dan pointed it out, like I use that door, but it is hanging on by mere wires, and that's not acceptable. The third problem might just be Bernice being a bitch, but I think they either unplugged or cut the child safety safety cables as only the driver's side controls can open the windows or locks. This isn't a major problem, and I can believe that it might have just gone on its own, but it is annoying when I'm carting Dan around and he wants to smoke. As he lost his car keys a couple of days ago, or the house ate them, I'm now the registered chauffer for us both, which is even higher that just having the best working car out of four. That is kind of a downer, but I know he'd do it for me and just having the CD player helps, though I am worrying a lot about the antenna. Mostly though I'm running my ass off these days. I want some appointments as money is getting tight, but I will admit that I'm also fully booked just fixing mistakes in my private life. Today I got to get the car refixed, possibly head to Towner for my certs, and find some time to find Dan a locksmith so he might be able to use his truck again. (The latter will probably be done tomorrow.) On top of that, I still have faith that I'll get to my manuscript, but I also know I'm tired already from getting up at 6am to drive Dan to Novi. I'd crash again, but that's not how my body works. Mostly, I'm dealing with all the tummy cramps from too much coffee and too little food. I should know better, but I usually like the buzz. Wish me some luck and send me some spankings! I can only hope the 23rd year goes better than the 22nd. Daphne |