Well the morning started on a sour note. My check engine light came on last night while I was out, so what else is new? Anyhow, I woke up early and took it on down to the closest mechanic. They were packed, everyone had the same idea I did – get there early, no long wait times. Suuuure. I parked in the most available spot, as all sides were occupied, then went into the office. The mechanic comes out and starts to flail his arms, obviously cursing my car sitting in this spot. So I walk outside and this is how the convo went:
Me: “Hey, sorry. Do you need me to move my car. I didn’t really know where to put it since you’re packed.”
Him: “Well, you’re not supposed to know where to put it, are you?
Him: “What’s wrong with it?” *Appears annoyed to even be seen in the same proximity as myself*
Me: “It’s throwing a code at me. I was hoping you could read it.”
Him: “Throwing a code?!” *Aggravated tone*
Me: “Yes, the check engine light is on.”
Him: “Well there isn’t much I can do about that right now, is there? All these other people here, you just need to bring it back at 11 or so.”
(There was more nastiness and obvious rude body language.)
I just said thanks, see you later. Left and went to the next mechanic, someone who has fixed my car many times and has always been nice to me (Should have gone there first.) He was sweet as pie, came right out and checked my code for me.
Thankfully, it’s nothing major and he erased the code, then told me to keep an eye on it.
Something about how people treat me differently when Nettie isn’t with me. I don’t know what it is. The people who are pleasant to me when she is around, sometimes turn into assholes when I am by myself.
Yesterday in Walmart is a good example. I asked the man in the vitamin section if they had an B2. He didn’t even look at me, shook his head, said nothing. So I said thanks…you know, you didn’t even try to look, whatever.
On down the line when Nettie is with me, I asked about a certain memory foam petbed. The woman, not even her section, jumped right on it came on over to me and Nettie and offered help. Checked in the back, even told me I could get a discount since the only one on the shelf was damaged. (I don’t know if it’s just people, or what. Just seems like when she is with me, they are different. I guess she has a presence.)
This week has just been shit. I had a massive migraine start on Monday night, had to be out of work on Tuesday with nausea, throbbing head, partial blindness in my left eye, overwhelming guilt from feeling as if I let everyone down. Wednesday was a migraine hangover day, yay.
Thursday was better. We took Nettie’s grandpa out to Chinese with us, spoiled him. Then went to Wal-Mart and bought some necessities with our tax return. I got 10% off of a memory foam dog bed for Draco. The one I wanted was stained with something and there were no more in the back, so they discounted me to take the damaged one. Draco loves it to death.
Friday, today, was the mechanic stuff…
Also this week, one of our best friends lost his father to Cancer. 😦 So we’ve been sending our condolences on that.
Then earlier in the week, my mother informed me that she has a marker for Lupus. Not really sure where to go with that information. She’s obviously upset and so are we. Dad is making sure she’s taken care of. I just want them back out here so bad.
Taking Nettie to the hairdresser, we had a bleaching gone wrong. Not sure what happened there. Our hairdresser is going to fix it for her, then I am going to dye it light blue.
That’s all for now, I guess.