Ha-ha-ha

[ksmith]

That’s Life, laughing at me.

I am home. Kuro is not. He is still at the garage because 1) the sideview mirror was not painted during the week as it was supposed to be, so it was not ready to be installed, but that was okay because 2) more work was needed in the form of replacement of the catalytic converter, which failed. Hence, the ::check engine:: light.

The fact that I have money saved for things like this is beside the point. It would be nice if, at least once, said money was able to sit in the damned account for longer than a bloody month.

They know when you have money. Damn straight.

So, I have a loaner until Monday/Tuesday. I also had the presence of mind to print out another 15% off coupon and boy am I glad I did that. In the case of the catalytic converter, it ain’t the labor. It’s the cost of the blasted part.

And no, not even thinking of a new car. The absolute last thing I need is a car payment. Kuro is going to have to serve for the next few years. At the rate he’s going, he will be brand-spanking new under the hood anyway. He’ll be 12 11 years old in April. Maybe we can reach 20.

I would like to reach at least 15, because 15 YEARS IS BIG METAL CHICKENS.

Anyway. Home. We set the diet aside for the time being and had a glass of wine and a tuna melt with an excess of good cheddar.

Red peppers are currently roasting. Some will be used to gussy up some jarred marinara tomorrow. The rest will be saved for sandwiches.

More snow fell this morning. Overall, we wound up with 3-4 inches of fluff stuff. Could snow overnight, so I’ll wait until tomorrow to shovel.

It’s only 1 pm. Feels like it should be later.

Mirrored from Kristine Smith.

Comments

[mevennen.livejournal.com]

Vehicles...they are nothing more than a big pit into which money falls....My sympathies.

[kristine-smith.livejournal.com]

Thanks.

What hurts is the fact that I had major repairs made back in December. I realize that technically, that's 'last year,' but still.

I tell myself that there were years when all I had to deal with were a couple of oil changes. I tell myself it all balances out.

I tell myself a lot of things.

[pbray.livejournal.com]

Sigh. Commiserations on the universe's ability to sniff out money in the savings account and then create problems to siphon it.

Though really, Big Metal Chickens are indeed an awesome thing to look forward to. If I wasn't in a town house, I'd be tempted.