Friday, April 4, 2014

95/365

LADIES WHO LUNCH
Lunch with the girls today at Eighty Acres... doesn't get much better than fried goat cheese on your roasted beet salad.  I was finalizing my car deal at the table during dessert which could have been better - the cake and the deal but still... Yum.

Later, shopping at HomeGoods actually made me a little depressed...

Lots to say about this... lots to say.

Thursday, April 3, 2014

94/365

YOU REALLY CAN'T TAKE IT WITH YOU
After the whole car thing yesterday I met Chrissy at Grandma Murphy's to finish packing up her place.  Doesn't this guy look like a little chick? ;-)

It always gets to me - the things saved - even my own... what you think is precious - in a box or a bin for someone to find later. A whole life packed away in one last shopping cart trip to the car..

... and turning off the lights for the last time.

Bye Helen's Apartment - thanks for having us.

Wednesday, April 2, 2014

93/365

"I DIDN'T COME HERE TO MAKE FRIENDS"
Well, this whole car thing continues...  Ted was mad as hell over it so he met me at the car lot this morning.  Took the day off and everything. It was like I was walking in there with my lawyer.  We were cracking up.  The salesman was pouting like a little bitch and wouldn't even look at me - everyone just looked a little strange. Here's the thing... if I made a deal on the car like I did with the funnels or other junk I come across we wouldn't be in this situation... Vinnie was able to weld whatever it was on the old car - he said I had a little bit of time but it wasn't going to last... I didn't feel safe in it AT ALL so I just wanted to get something and be done... I know George and Ted felt bad for me going alone...I take responsibility for not being entirely informed but the car was priced differently on other sites and was just overpriced in general.  So, Ted worked the numbers and told them I was a distraught, divorced, cancer patient who doesn't even have a part time job status and they probably shouldn't have even given me a car in the first place...  actually not sure if he mentioned the cancer or not - but he told them what it should have been... we even went to their other car lot and found an identical car for 5000 less. Drove it back and they said they would let me switch it out... I'm back-posting this so I know the outcome.  I'll give you the reader's digest version...  Dealer says they will switch out with no problem... keep the one I have and they will call the next day and we could swap them out... I had to call them when I didn't hear anything and they say they haven't heard from the finance company... then, next day, they say the finance company won't do it... so Ted calls them directly to see what's up and they say it's not a problem with them - we can switch out... three days later the dealer says they can't (won't) do it.  They took the warranties off (I know - no one gets warranties, bitch) which I could have done on my own so no big deal there and ended up writing me a check to basically shut me up...Still not enough but I think they just didn't want me to give this one back and I was already over it so I just agreed. I may just take a loss and trade it in. Can you do that?  I don't even know.  I want my Xterra back. ;-(


Tuesday, April 1, 2014

92/365

WILL I EVER GET A SEAHORSE?

Monday, March 31, 2014

91/365

IT'S DEFINITELY NOT THE DESTINATION...
We brought Katherine back to Penn State today... it was a quick trip when we got there - the usuals - Wegman's, etc. We stopped five times on the way up, though - before we even got to State College!  Then we stopped at Dean's Diner on the way back... nothing like some comfort food to welcome you back to town.

Sunday, March 30, 2014

90/365

RUNNING IN PLACE
So, about yesterday... I was on my way to the car lot and I drove by one of the best car shoppers ever going for a run... I took it as a good sign and thought the universe was telling me it would be a good day and good experience.  I probably should have stopped him and kidnapped him to go with me.  BIG F*CKING MISTAKE going myself.  Well, actually, I didn't go myself.  The Dad was there - he had to get an oil change so he went ahead of me for his appointment and I met him there.  It was pretty much like bringing Rodney Dangerfield along with me.  He has no car buying skills and was kind of more concerned with the sandwiches they had there for their customers than me getting any kind of decent deal. I think I may have even heard a laugh track a few times. No biggie, though, because I could totally do this BY MYSELF. It was the same salesman he bought from and the manager is a friend of George... no problem.  Well, the Xterra deal fell through because of the back seat issue and I was super annoyed for even being there so I just jumped at the next thing I saw and basically got screwed - mostly by my own doing. I knew better and was schooled in what I should do by Carey and George and Ted... I don't know what to say - I pretty much did the opposite. I drove it past the Syria Mosque where my wedding reception was so that made me even more annoyed and came back and said I hate the color and my dog doesn't like leather seats but it will do.  I signed the papers and was like I have to go home and take a nap.  Then everyone yelled at me when they found out what I did. I really didn't think this was going to be that difficult.

Saturday, March 29, 2014

89/365

END OF THE ROAD
Well it turns out it's the end of the road for the Xterra... I had no choice but to hurry up and find something. I went where my dad got his car - they had an Xterra on their other lot. I called yesterday and they went and got it and had it all cleaned up and ready for me sight unseen.  I really thought that I would just hand over my keys and get the new ones and be out of there.  I hate car shopping and hate deciding on anything. I just wanted to be done before I even got there.  Turns out 12 years later - nobody I know would be able to get in the back seat - especially without running boards or whatever they are called... The back doors don't open wide enough - worse than the one I had. So I thought I was going home with this - but I didn't.

More to come...