I doubt bourbon is the answer but it’s worth a shot.
I’m still feeling like hell. My nose is plugged, I’m congested, and my eyes are watering. I’m still feeling pain in my throat and the only thing that seemingly helps is cold. Usually, I need hot fluids and foods to help with a sore throat but not with this. My abs are also strained, as I’ve been sneezing and coughing enough to irritate them. All I really want to do is sleep. Whatever this is, it’s absolutely draining, even more than a regular cold. I can’t wait until Thursday; I am staying in bed and sleeping this off as best as I can.
It gets worse: Scamper’s feeling the effects of his age. Prime cleaned out his trunk and discovered that there’s a spot in there that has rusted through; he can stick his hand through it and feel air. As Prime put it this morning, Scamper would need thousands of dollars in repairs, but he’s only worth about 2k.
It’s not a matter of if, but when.
We have to face the facts: we’re going to need to start looking for a new vehicle. It’s the end of the road for Scamper.
You have no idea how awful that makes me feel. Because it makes me feel terrible. I feel as though I’m giving up on the little guy and I hate it. I truly do.
We’re going to have to start cleaning him out, think about getting a copy of the title so we can keep it in the glove compartment. We’re going to have to look into our options for something “new”, which is something I have no desire to do.
Basically, I’m saying goodbye to my car. And I don’t want to say goodbye.
I used to say that October sucked, that it was the month where everything went straight to shit but as of right now, it looks like March is taking that spot.
I hate March.