Life is a Novel.

I have an hour left of work with nothing to do. I’m working on the new alumni brochure for next year’s reunion, but I can’t do anything until I get the files I need from the PR department and they all went home early. So I’m sitting here, twiddling my thumbs, because I’d rather stay here and play on the computer than go home and do it. Get paid to listen to music and blog? Hell, I can do that.

It’s been an eventful day. Ash’s parked car got hit by her co-worker while Ash was working. The estimated damage on it is $1700 and the person who hit it doesn’t have insurance and Ash’s insurance is just liability. We’re not paying for it – no way, so Ash’s co-worker has to figure out a way to pay for it by December 19th (the day we’ve set as D-Day and we leave Ashland, WI). Which means we’re back to sharing one car and Ash’s poor, beautiful car is now sitting in the cold waiting to be repaired. This shouldn’t have happened and it’s really just not fair. We’ve been dealing with so much crap lately, why did this have to happen on top of all of it? We’re still going to my parent’s house for Thanksgiving, only now we’re taking my car and crossing our fingers that it makes it there. Seriously, can’t we catch a break?

So we’re stressing even more over school, work, leaving, packing, and now cars, and the constant lack of funds. I can’t wait to get home tonight and just rest. I know we have to keep packing and go food shopping and stuff, but after that, it’s rest time. Maybe some Charmed. I hope.

We leave tomorrow for Thanksgiving. I hope nothing more happens this weekend, knock on wood. We need a good vacation.

Blah.

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