Yes I know. It’s my own fault. I napped in the library on the ugly green couch and dozed off reading a short story on my comfy red couch. It happens.
Now I can’t sleep and the wheels in my head are turning, unlike the wheels on my car. I must fix my car and hopefully, I can. That 1992 Honda Accord must last at least two more years minimum. Even longer if possible since my credit is shot in the ass and the chances of getting a loan for even a used car are slim to none.
How ironic that John just bought another truck. I guess Kelly was up his ass to get her name off the truck she bought with him. You know, back when they were SO in love and life was grand. Like the ten grand she dropped on renovating the house. That worked out good for Heather you know. She has twice as many kids as Kelly so the renovations really made moving in with John a no-brainer. Just add house and instant family!
Back to the truck…The only reason John would get rid of the truck he had, all blinged out with Delauter’s A1 Moving Helpers on the windows, would be because Kelly and him had it titled together. So yeah, that pisses me off. Why does Kelly get to free her name up from that jackass and I don’t? I can not wait for our divorce to go before the divorce master. It’s impossible not to see the delay is because he doesn’t want to or can’t settle up what he started. Don’t file for divorce if your bark turns into a whimper and you piss on yourself rolling onto your back. Unless you mean to piss on yourself…Hey to each their own.
So I will work on my car today. I watched YouTube videos on how to remove the master fuel fuse whatcha-ma-call-it and how to repair it with the solder thinger. It has been years since I soldered but I’m sure it’s like riding a bike. Speaking of bike, I am hoping for nice weather so I can ride my cycle to school. Riding is fun and I really enjoy it. My Harley is one thing I’d like to keep post divorce. Of course, John’s name is on the title also. He is SO about having joint accounts. Hell, his first wife is still on the title to his Harley. How’s all that joint account shit working out for you now John? Not so great I bet. Trust me, the feeling is mutual.
I thought writing might tire me out. It’s not working…and the tires on my car are starting to look bare, like my checking account. No worries though. I’ll get through. It’s not like the day my Mercedes was repossessed. No one is taking my Honda away, or my Harley. I just fixed my Harley so I’m feeling confident. At least until I pull the bottom of my dashboard off. 🙂
Seriously, Dale and I just finished fixing all the rust spots that plague Honda’s so it has to run again. All that bondo can not go to waste. The grinding and mixing and sanding and sweating and blood it took to make it pass inspection must prevail! Maybe I should have just let it rust. I show it some love and attention and it just lets me sit. At least I was close to home and not in say….Georgia.
I’ll figure something out, I always do.
~P.
Hoping to see Tesla on Wednesday. I have asked several times now…
girlboxer1970 
My ex husband shot my credit to shit too. I refused to have a joint bank account with him, thankfully, but what I didn’t know about was his credit card and all the loans he’d taken out. So yeah, being the one still at that address I was the one getting letters and phone calls about his shit. Then there was the fact that my landlady was kind enough to leave me in blissfull ignorance about his non-payment of rent about two weeks before she sent me an eviction notice (bitch).
He’s done the same thing to his now-ex girlfriend too. she happens to be my uncle’s stepdaughter and she and I are friends, so I get to hear about it. He’ll keep on seducing women, getting into debt and then running away to leave some poor girl with the mess – even his mother doesn’t know where he is at the moment because he asked the police to keep his location confidential, so he must be in pretty bad financial shit as it stands. He deserves it.
It’s taken me years to shake off his credit score and get mine back. Now I pass all credit checks and have a better bank account and a catalogue (ideal for when I need clothes but can’t get out of the house).
I hope that you find ways to improve your credit score too. It takes time, but you’ll get there x
I’m sorry to hear this happened to you. I imagine by the time I’m 80 I might have decent credit again! In the meantime…I’ll get by. oxox