As expected, my back's been killing me from yesterday's car wash. I was counting on today's chiropractor's appointment. Just when I was ready to leave the house, the car wouldn't start. The battery was dead. Why? Probably because I started the car twice without letting it run for some time yesterday. All thanks to a new shorter hose that doesn't let me wash both sides of the car at once.
With my mom's help, we asked our next door neighbour to jump my car. When I opened the trunk to fetch the cable, I notice the spare tire and tools are gone! OMG! When did it happen?!?!?! I was soooooo shocked. (T_T)
Then neither the neighbour nor myself know how to attached the cable. Yes, I've only done it twice in 17 years, always with help. I lost it. Sigh... Why, why now...
I think I lost all hope and purpose to life in that instance. Nothing I've done worked. Nothing I tried to do worked. None of my effort makes a difference. Maybe God actually hates me. Mom didn't help either. She said lets die together. Mentally she has never ever been helpful.
Forgot I could call BCAA. 45 minutes wait. Had to give up the chiropractor appointment. (T_T) The guy did his job well. The car started so quickly and easily. But he recommended replacing the battery. So there I went, back to the garage where I just had an oil change and new brakes yesterday. The battery cost $155. (T_T) The chiropractor's appointment was rescheduled to tomorrow. Couldn't go to renew my insurance either.
God, what are you trying to tell me?
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