I wrecked my Saturn in the snow/ice storm a couple of months ago. I found a truck and thought-even though it’s old and I knew there would be repairs upcoming-I would be OK. It has cost me every week that I have had it. It is sitting, right now, down the street because it quit running while my gracious landlord and his friend were replacing the master cylinder. In the meantime I found an old Mazda minivan that I could buy with my tax refund. I wanted a car as my personal vehicle and keep the truck just for shows and hauling art related stuff. A work truck that I could take advantage of next tax sesason.
NOW I realize the back tires need replacing right this minuite. I knew they were worn but I hoped they would last a couple of months while I recovered from the wipe-out the truck put my purse through. Nope. I looked closely today and I hope like hell they get me to the garage on Monday morning.
SIGH. I know everyone goes thorugh these things, I KNOW, I KNOW…it’s just that after 10 years with no let up I hoped to start getting a break. My work is well received but I fear now that I won’t have the $ for upcoming shows and the art supplies I already need. I feel like a dog chasing its tail.
OK, I won’t whine any more. My life is what it is, period. I hope that those of you with similar stretches of disasters can appreciate the exasperation and forgive me. I’m done, no more ranting.
Thank you to those who have read my work and were kind enough to comment. I need to do more editing so I can post instead of bitch.
Have a fabulous weekend and soak up the sun. We need vitamin D.