My truck had some electrical issues yesterday morning. Yesterday evening, 30 minutes into my 2 hour commute, it died on the highway. Interesting note: when your battery is flat and the alternator is broken, your hazard lights don’t work. Also, planting giant oleander bushes on the highway shoulder, so that people pushing broke down cars have to walk within 3 feet of speeding semis, was a dick move, California Transit.
After pushing the truck a mile to a safer spot, I called AAA and had them tow it to a random nearby mechanic, because towing it all the way home would have cost $500. The husband and I took a hard look at our finances, and it’s clear that we can’t afford even the diagnostics to figure out what is wrong with the truck. We’ll have to find another way to tow it home and store it for a few months while we maybe scrape together enough money so we can evaluate whether it’s fixable or not. In the mean time, I’ll crash on a very kind aquaintance’s sofa during the week so I can save money on train tickets.
I know there are people in worse situations than me, and I have been very fortunate to receive help from family and friends and even the credit card companies. But still, facing the real prospect of being evicted or going on welfare is literally giving me nightmares.
Doing this extra education was stupid, stupid, stupid. I should have gone out and gotten a real job