Today Was Hell

Ok, my van is ready finally... pick up time 1:00 this afternoon. So I get there and it's 100.00 more than expected. Ok I can deal with it. Leaves me absolutley broke but hey I need my wheels right? So I get it and off I go.

Decide to take a side trip o the community center to find out some information on an upcoming photography contest here in my little segment of woods. When I get there I get more than I planned. The Red Cross is there too for a blood drive and so I figure sure why not? I always wanted to give blood but somehow I never have and since I'm A- I figure I should. Uhh... maybe I should have eaten before attempting this though because after all is said and done I passed out. And hour later I'm free to go and go I do! Get me home!

I get home and lay down on the couch and John comes home, since I'm not cooking he orders us subs. Off he goes to pick up our hot sandwiches. I get a phone call 30 minutes later. The van has died. Dead. Gone with the wind. WTF? So I call Geico and they call Youpon Beach Towing, and John waits... and waits... and waits. The time now is 10:30 as I type this and he is still waiting. Are we pissed? YES!!! And not just at Youpon. I'm pissed at the mechanics too. WHAT THE HELL DID THEY DO TO MY VAN?

More later.