An entire week away from blogging. Did you miss me? Because I missed you.
And my reader looks like it’s going to explode. Very much like my house, if dirt was flammable. Because I haven’t cleaned since before the wretched day my little red wagonette was killed. 16 days ago.
I’ve been busy the last two weeks making lots of phone calls, researching cars online, and trying to keep myself from going bat-shit crazy. Which could definitely be going better…
Because in an effort to alleviate some stress, I’ve relieved myself from some of my responsibilities. Which gave me even more anxiety. Because dirty toilets and tumbleweeds of pet hair make me stabby.
But we’re nearing the end of this whole fiasco (I hope) and right now all I can do is wait. Because I need to get a duplicate car title from the DMV* to release the car to the insurance company to get the insurance payoff to buy a new car.
I’m definitely looking forward to the return of
my mind some normalcy. And some non-car related blog fodder.
*I’m convinced that the state didn’t send me the title to my car when I refinanced it two years ago. Because I don’t lose things. I’m sure it’s part of a conspiracy to squeeze another $11 out of me.