Psst...know anyone who wants to buy a 2002 Sunfire? It would help my blog, believe it or not. I figured as soon as I sell my car, I'm going to buy a new laptop. I fired up the ol' computer and I'm being distracted by the flickering screen (it must have to refresh between each word I type) and the gray hue of the safety mode it's running in. But I need to write right now.
I remember posting on a Friday the 13th a while back. I don't like them because they always seem to be annoying or downright terrible. Maybe it's just that we take notice of things that happen on a day that's supposed to be something. The email I just received has my stomach turning in angry, sickening twists: It was from my father-in-law, sent directly to MY email address. Imagine that!
In case you're not keeping score, I have not spoken to my husband's family since, well, in a long while. I screamed some obscenities through the phone in January, but I don't know if that would count. Ever since then it's been quiet. Perhaps too quiet. I knew the day would come when he would assume that I would bump my head or take LSD and forget all the horrible things they've done. (No amount of bumps could do that. I'm not sure about drugs. Maybe I should have tried something...nah, that wouldn't work either.) Anyway, it seems like I am dealing with someone who has amnesia himself or is just the dumbest man on the planet. I believe the latter.
In an effort to appear as if nothing has EVER happened, we have been invited to a cookout. Awww, how sweet. Except the last I heard, we have not spoken to them in months! I think I'm being stalked, and it's not even someone who I enjoyed being with at some point in the past.
Anyway, despite the email, this Friday the 13th is a good one so far. I could put up with stupid people every few moons. But I am thankful for the health of my husband and daughter. It was two different Friday the 13ths that I sat crying in a hospital wondering if they would make it. So today is a good day, even if my Sunfire isn't selling, I have a cold in the middle of July, and my in-laws are assholes.
Today is a VERY good day.
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We apparently didn't have the same type of day...
I'm happy yours was so good, though...
You deserve much happiness...
Lunch next Thursday? Email Kia if this works for you...
Sorry. I've given up on cars that were built after 1980 and I already have some of those in-law things I want to get rid of myself so I'll pass on those too.
Oh no, what happened, Jay? I guess I'll hear about it on Thursday at lunch, but I'm sorry to hear that something bad happened...
Glenn, would you take my in-laws if I threw in a 1942 Diablo covertible?! (Yeah, I made that car up. Now you know one of my weaknesses at Trivial Pursuit.)
Considering a Diablo is a Lamborghini worth about 1/4 of a million dollars I'll think about it.
OK I thought about it and it's just not worth it.
Oooooh...then it was a really good guess for an old car, unless it was in my subconscious or something.
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