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Being poor sucks T and

Being poor sucks
T and Val's bachelor/bachelorette festivities are today, so Bryan took my car to join in the bachelor party caravan. His car isn't the greatest, and there's the possibility he may also be carting people around who otherwise would have no transportation. Plus, his car is pretty much a one-person vehicle at this point. Let's face it, no matter how messy my car is, the messiness factor as it relates to his car is worse. A LOT worse as I found. Not to mention that some of the people he'll probably be carting around aren't quite 21 yet, so they'll have to get home somehow once the bar-hopping starts. Plus he needs to get home a little early anyway, since he has a lot to do for tomorrow's game, otherwise he will be one completely unprepared DM.

So anyway, before he left he warned me that his car is a real POS and to be careful if I need to drive (in other words, "you may want to get a ride to Val's"). Now, I knew the car wasn't the greatest, but I haven't driven it or ridden in it for probably close to a year, since we use my car when we go out on weekends. I had to go out for eggs since I'm bringing dessert and we had a grand total of two eggs in the house (brownies, mint chocolate chip muffins, Rice Krispie treats and crack muffins), and holy crap! The car doesn't run horribly, but it's definitely not in the greatest shape. And lemme tell you how hard it is to drive a car with no power steering that was meant to have it. The car has a power steering fluid leak. Had it for a while now. Rather than continuing to put fluid in on a daily-to-weekly basis, apparently my husband would rather go without. I got home from a 10-minute trip to Kwik Trip to get freaking eggs and made up my mind that I'd rather call one of my friends to give me a ride than try to maneuver that thing again.

I'm so sorry he has to drive that car. She's a workhorse though. 219,000 miles and still going. One of the used car dealers in town has another Corsica, a '92 (Bryan's is a '91) with half the miles for about $2,000, but it would mean cashing in half the "house downpayment fund" that my grandmother gave me for the wedding, because heaven knows no bank/credit union/financial institution of any kind will give that to us right now. I already have a forbearance on my student loan so we can make ends meet - no way can we afford another monthly payment right now. And we refuse to touch the "house downpayment fund" - and he's more adamant about that than I am. We just have to have faith that Ophelia will last until we can pay off some more of our debt.