Merry #$%^ing Christmas
Dec. 27th, 2011 06:09 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
jeriendhalChristmas Eve we were driving back from ![[livejournal.com profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/external/lj-userinfo.gif)
moonshadowed's brother's place when the temperature indicator shot up into the red. I nursed it back home and re-filled the anti-freeze, which had been bone dry, to normal levels. It didn't do any good and the engine gauge was still shooting up after about 15 minutes travel. So today I brought it into the shop.
Verdict: There's a hole in the radiator and in the coolant pump. Total cost to repair, along with replacing some vital hoses, would be just a hair under $2K. My mom agreed to cover it (she earns more through her Social Security check and her investments than Tracy I do with our jobs) but it was still humiliating ot have to ask her.
I hate this. I hate not having a good job. I being too scared to look for a better one. I hate feeling like we're on the edge of disaster all the fucking time.
moonshadowed's brother's place when the temperature indicator shot up into the red. I nursed it back home and re-filled the anti-freeze, which had been bone dry, to normal levels. It didn't do any good and the engine gauge was still shooting up after about 15 minutes travel. So today I brought it into the shop.Verdict: There's a hole in the radiator and in the coolant pump. Total cost to repair, along with replacing some vital hoses, would be just a hair under $2K. My mom agreed to cover it (she earns more through her Social Security check and her investments than Tracy I do with our jobs) but it was still humiliating ot have to ask her.
I hate this. I hate not having a good job. I being too scared to look for a better one. I hate feeling like we're on the edge of disaster all the fucking time.
