Yesterday Patty’s car wouldn’t start–I don’t have my car anymore–and the man had to come and jump-start it.
Today it won’t start, and now we’re waiting for a tow truck.
You’d think we could catch a break sometime. I’m a mess, I’m useless–once upon a time I could walk to the garage and pick up the car when the job was done. Now I can barely make it across the living room. It’s getting to my wife, big-time: she has to do everything.
Next week is the chin-wag concerning my hip, which needs to be replaced. I wonder how long they’re going to make me wait before they do it.
Sounds like no fun, at all.