Wednesday, August 5, 2009

Car trouble and crabbiness

I notice that everyday stresses get to me more than they used to. Part of the grief process, I'm told.

My car started acting up, so I took it into a repair shop, which called me this afternoon to tell me it's the catalytic converter, so it had to be towed to a dealership. So I called AAA and a basic membership no longer covers towing more than three miles. I need to go to the AAA office and stock up on maps then because that's about the only real benefit I get anymore. God knows I can't afford to do much traveling with gas at $4 a gallon. And flying is such an ordeal nowadays it's just not worth it.

Anyway, it turns out during all this that my registration expired, so AAA wouldn't cover any of the cost of towing the car. So I have to go re-register the car tomorrow and I might be without a car for a couple more days.

All this and I'm trying to motivate myself to get work done. I'm not up to speed.

I couldn't even get to the gym tonight because I had to go to the towing company office and pay $60 for the tow. I'm wicked crabby. I didn't even feel like making jewelry tonight. I quilted a little, and I worked on Lifeomike.org. A couple times I had to just get up and walk away from it because I can't stand that he's not here anymore.

I wrote a snitty e-mail to a religious radical today. I started getting e-mails from an outfit in South Carolina and they were really angry, nasty, mean spirited and bigoted against anybody who isn't in agreement with this very narrow-minded, angry and apparently a little unhinged man.

So, I unsubsribed and I got a really angry reply calling me a baby-killer. I told him it's not about babies at all, but about his hateful attitude, Does he really think he's spreading the love of Jesus by railing against Catholics and saying they aren't real Christians because they adapted pagan practices, blah, blah, blah ... It was really nasty. I wasn't mean, but I made it clear I don't want angry, nasty, narrow-minded crap cluttering up my mailbox.

I'm just plain tired from all the effort I have to expend just to care about things

I do get to cover the special needs graduation this year, though, and I love doing that, It's such a life-affirming event. Maybe that will cheer me up.

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