I’m exhausted. Once again I slept like crap. Vickie took me to Courtesy Towing. I got all my stuff out of my car. I was hoping I could junk it with them and be done with it. However, that plan got axed when I was told they don’t do that. I have to hire my own junker.
And, yada, yada, blah, blah, blah, I have to pay for the initial tow. I am so overly over this shit. Another chore, another damn hurdle, another f**king hoop to jump through because some beanhead became unconscious and slammed into three of us. I can’t even be mad at him, because he was wounded and bled all over the inside of his truck’s cab.
I have no idea if it was a self-inflicted injury or if he was involved in a crime or the victim of road rage. But, if he was perfectly innocent why didn’t he call 911?
While I was typing this my attorney texted an answer to my question about that causal driver’s condition. He hasn’t heard anything yet.
The thing I was most anxious to get might not be usable, but by trading it in, when I get a new vehicle, I should still be able to save money on the new auto registration. My auto tag got bent to hell.
I have had some very generous donations and I do thank each of those donors. One gentleman donated $1500. I cry whenever I think about it. I am crying now. I am so lucky and grateful. I paid my water bill that I’d put an extension on. Because of the donations I paid it a day early. Thank you everyone. Thank you, God.
I want so desperately to be able to do that for others.
I have a shredding chore to do. It requires coffee. I never did find my car’s title. I know it’s downstairs in piles of paperwork. I think half my clutter is paper junk.
I really do enjoy decluttering. It’s very freeing.
I might make it back here later.
Taking the poochie for a stroll first.