Our car was stuffed. Radiator leaked. Sent it in for a fix and that was two days without a car for us. The garage lend us one. Well, we should be thankful for their good gesture but I was certainly not pleased. The car? It was more like a fur factory. Gosh there was pet's hair everywhere and I literally mean EVERYWHERE! 1 day. 1 day was all that I could take. Adding to the woes, we found out that this very car was without a Warrant of Fitness! We returned this fur car back to where it's belong and hired a car to survive for another day. This is the last straw, we are putting an end to our one car policy. To be perfectly honest, I am amazed we could survive thus far.
Work wise, not too happy too. I don’t normally talk about my work here, so let’s just say, time reveals truth and unfortunately to me the truth is an ugly one. Frustrated.
Actually, now that I think about it, I shouldn't be ranting about all these trivial matters. I watched The Impossible just 2 nights ago. Recalling what those people have gone through in the 2004 Boxing day tsunami, what rights do I have to even make a tiny sound about this whole car and work frustrations? Seriously, I should be thankful.