In an effort to be a better person this year, I'm trying to keep trying even though the world seems hell bent on fucking with me. My car is being a complete cunt but you know what? I still scrubbed my bathroom last night and I changed the light in the hallway with the really difficult to replace light fixture (had to steal a bulb from the ceiling fan in the dining room but whatev). So take that world. I did not just curl into a fetal position and stuff my gob with ice cream, cry, and watch "Murder, She Wrote". No sir, I was productive.* I also got drunk and sad and called my mother. You know, she's been feeling down so I thought I'd treat her. Poor woman. I have a feeling she thinks I'm an alcoholic and I wouldn't blame her since I'm usually drunk when I call her. More troubling, however, is the fact that I generally have to be drunk to call my mother. That's why I go weeks without contacting her and she ends up asking Facebook friends that we have in common to message me since I haven't responded to her voice mail on my cell, her voice mail at work, her emails, and her texts. I wonder which is worse, letting her think I'm a lush or letting her know think I'm a bad daughter?
Anyway, positive attitude and all that. I really am trying to find the positives. My cars sucks but I was productive and one of my neighbors gave me a lift to the grocery store because he was going anyway. Another neighbor agreed to meet me at the mechanic after I had my car towed today. I have good neighbors.
But! And this is the best part of the whole car thing, seriously. I called AAA today for a tow truck. I found out I didn't have to go with the driver so hurrah! When the AAA guy (they are always guys, aren't they) showed up (a lovely British man), he was in a pick up truck so he had to be sent back and I had to wait another twenty minutes for the service I'd ordered. Then the tow truck guy showed up and oh my goodness, never have I had such a wonderful tow experience in my life! He was so nice. First he insisted on starting my car because he saw where I wanted it towed and it was going to cost me a bit (which I knew). I told him that I had to have it towed because blah blah blah, history of my week. But we ran it anyway. He doesn't think it is the alternator by the way.** So he confirms that I want to have it towed, even though AAA only gives you three free miles, checks what AAA thinks the mileage is, then rechecks because we both know for damned sure that it is not sixteen miles, gets it down to twelve, and breaks out the paperwork. "Now there is a $5 surcharge, you know" he says. "Really? No one ever told me that before" I replied. "Well," says he, "it's a policy of Towing Company." He then goes back to the paperwork before saying "you know what? Fuck em! Hah! I said it!" Saved me $5!
After calling in my card and getting his truck ready he got on the flat bed part, looked at me, paused, and said "you want to load her yourself?" "You mean drive my car up there?" "Sure! Why not?!" So fucking awesome. Something to know about me? If you ever say "do you want to try/climb in/explore/see/etc",*** I will always light up, say yes, and clap my hands like a giddy child. So I got to try to drive my car onto the tow truck. Didn't work, sadly, because my car is two wheel drive and chains were needed (read: it wasn't me, even super nice Tow Truck Guy couldn't do it, it was my car). So much fun!
Tangential side note: he is an older man and he knows a woman in her late sixties or early seventies with my name, which is just weird. My name isn't uncommon any longer, but growing up, I was always the only one with it. I've thought about being an old woman with my name and that seems weird, so knowing that there are others out there makes it even weirder (odder yet: this woman's parents named her and spelled it what I consider the "wrong" way. Little did I know).
So yes, I am, indeed, looking on the brighter side of life.
*Totally off topic but "No, sir" reminded me of the Nationwide commercials narrated by Julia Roberts. Why the fuck is she doing commercials? I thought she was supposed to be a great big celebrity.
**He also didn't have many front teeth, poor soul.
***I was far too old when I viewed the cockpit of an airplane (late twenties I believe). I explore all the reenactments/hands on stuff at museums. I gave Upstairs Kid a hard time about not climbing into World War II replicas of planes, and I held a treat in my mouth for a giraffe to take from me, just to name a few. Pretty sure I get this from my very adventurous mother.
Anyway, positive attitude and all that. I really am trying to find the positives. My cars sucks but I was productive and one of my neighbors gave me a lift to the grocery store because he was going anyway. Another neighbor agreed to meet me at the mechanic after I had my car towed today. I have good neighbors.
But! And this is the best part of the whole car thing, seriously. I called AAA today for a tow truck. I found out I didn't have to go with the driver so hurrah! When the AAA guy (they are always guys, aren't they) showed up (a lovely British man), he was in a pick up truck so he had to be sent back and I had to wait another twenty minutes for the service I'd ordered. Then the tow truck guy showed up and oh my goodness, never have I had such a wonderful tow experience in my life! He was so nice. First he insisted on starting my car because he saw where I wanted it towed and it was going to cost me a bit (which I knew). I told him that I had to have it towed because blah blah blah, history of my week. But we ran it anyway. He doesn't think it is the alternator by the way.** So he confirms that I want to have it towed, even though AAA only gives you three free miles, checks what AAA thinks the mileage is, then rechecks because we both know for damned sure that it is not sixteen miles, gets it down to twelve, and breaks out the paperwork. "Now there is a $5 surcharge, you know" he says. "Really? No one ever told me that before" I replied. "Well," says he, "it's a policy of Towing Company." He then goes back to the paperwork before saying "you know what? Fuck em! Hah! I said it!" Saved me $5!
After calling in my card and getting his truck ready he got on the flat bed part, looked at me, paused, and said "you want to load her yourself?" "You mean drive my car up there?" "Sure! Why not?!" So fucking awesome. Something to know about me? If you ever say "do you want to try/climb in/explore/see/etc",*** I will always light up, say yes, and clap my hands like a giddy child. So I got to try to drive my car onto the tow truck. Didn't work, sadly, because my car is two wheel drive and chains were needed (read: it wasn't me, even super nice Tow Truck Guy couldn't do it, it was my car). So much fun!
Tangential side note: he is an older man and he knows a woman in her late sixties or early seventies with my name, which is just weird. My name isn't uncommon any longer, but growing up, I was always the only one with it. I've thought about being an old woman with my name and that seems weird, so knowing that there are others out there makes it even weirder (odder yet: this woman's parents named her and spelled it what I consider the "wrong" way. Little did I know).
So yes, I am, indeed, looking on the brighter side of life.
*Totally off topic but "No, sir" reminded me of the Nationwide commercials narrated by Julia Roberts. Why the fuck is she doing commercials? I thought she was supposed to be a great big celebrity.
**He also didn't have many front teeth, poor soul.
***I was far too old when I viewed the cockpit of an airplane (late twenties I believe). I explore all the reenactments/hands on stuff at museums. I gave Upstairs Kid a hard time about not climbing into World War II replicas of planes, and I held a treat in my mouth for a giraffe to take from me, just to name a few. Pretty sure I get this from my very adventurous mother.
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