Normally, I wake up at 9am and head to work by 10am. I LOVE my schedule (I only work 6 hours a day). Today, I woke up at 5:30am and got to work by 6:30am. I'm dyiiinngg of exhaustion.
I've been asking my husband to put air in the tires of the Equinox because I don't know how and the right rear tire was lower than the rest. I climb in my car this morning and it there is an alert on my dashboard that my right tire was reeallllyy low. I'm talking about 25lbs of air and the rest of them are at 34lbs, roughly. So. I'm like "Oh, I'll just take the other car!"
Right......
I climnb into the Corolla and I turn the damn thing on. All of a sudden it starts making crazy alert noises. Not only is the gas almost on empty but the maintenance light AND the check engine light are both on! I try calling the husband to wake his ass up and tell him to get outside, in the 35* weather, to help me out... but he didn't answer.
I ended up taking the Corolla, crossing my fingers that the gas wouldn't run out on me. (It's happened to me before, but not in that car) I got to work on time and I didn't even have caffiene!!
Also! I've managed to lose 5lbs of Clomid weight. :) I didn't even try, I've refused to weigh myself for almost 2 months because of that damn Clomid weight.
There's proof that my husband is a jerk and didn't tell me the car was falling apart...and he's a jerk for not putting air in the SUVs tires.
What a Saturday.
