Den decided that he was going to take DJ to his favorite fishing spot. And bond over a pot of gloop.
My plan was to watch tv and eat all of my favorite food and kick back. I did manage to eat Indian food, Mexican and Chinese. I may poop the U.N.
Hmmmmm, where to start. Where to start.
I went with my MIL to do a bit of shopping and to get Den's car washed since he left me with a FILTHY car. Anyways, she was saying how my FIL was selling his 2 year old Camry. So one thing led to another and I blurted out, find out how much he is selling it for. While we headed over to get her van and Den's car washed, she talked to my FIL and he said he would give us a good deal on his car. So he called when we were at the car wash saying, he found a car and did I want the car. Well shit, Den isn't here to make this decision with me. Fuck it, right? Yes, I will buy that car for Den. I shake my head at myself. Ahhh but wait, this gets better.......................
|Old pic of Den fixing the car!|
By the time I get home and start cleaning out the white car a.k.a DJ's car, it is starting to get dark. So as I backed out of the drive way to take another car to a different car wash, I see my neighbor and she seems upset. Long story short, she broke up with her boyfriend. Ok, so after I wash the car then I head over to her house with alcohol and ice cream. I stumbled my drunk ass home at 2am and fell into the bathtub. Yes, FELL into the tub. sigh.
Then I hear my neighbor and tell her crying ass to come help me. That was a bad idea since she had stopped eating and had been drinking the night before and it was HOT out even that early. So she gets sick and starts to pass out. I get her in a chair and get her some coffee.
Then my MIL and her sister show up. She was so so so grateful that someone would do something like that for her. But of course, the brake line was leaking so I said that we would bring it in and pay for it. Why not, right? My ass is in trouble so what's a little more.
So when left alone I will, buy a car. Wipe out our safety deposit box. Get drunk. Giveaway a car. And promise to pay for brakes.
Den and DJ both decided that they wouldn't leave again because I would probably sell the house and we would be moved by the time they came back. Bet you didn't do anything like this this past weekend.