Well, I’m fucked. My car’s transmission just randomly started going out today on the way to my parents’ house. We got there–eventually–but now we have to wait until Monday to even find out how much an estimate of the repairs is going to be. The only place that’s open for us to ask is the local dealership, and they’re always more expensive. The other mechanics, however, will probably charge us just to diagnose the car. Oh, and there’s the matter of getting the car to wherever we end up getting it fixed–if it can be fixed.
Looks like I might not get a new laptop for Christmas after all. The car has to come first. What money we’ve managed to save for the laptop might have to go to repairs…or a down payment for a new used car.
Damn life’s responsibilities.