Something Bad?

It's Friday and I'm tired and it's been a very long week, it's actually past my bedtime but I had to write something before I could retire for the night. 

I always try to look on the bright side but good things happen so rarely, that when something good happens, like the job offer, I am constantly looking behind me and waiting for something bad to bite me on the behind.  I remember finding out the last time I'd been promoted, and thinking I'd crash on the way home.

Anyway, I've been looking behind me and waiting, since I learnt that I have the life changing job, surely there must be some price to pay?  Tuesday, I noticed a new and strange, tinny sound coming from my car as I backed it out of the garage at 5.30am.  Same Wednesday, didn't notice it Thursday, Friday... today, it's got worse, I actually thought the exhaust pipe was trailing along the road, such was the scraping and voluminous noise emitting from my undercarriage.

After a swift phone call to J, she phoned straight back to say, drive over and let G, my dear brother-in -law take a look.  News was not what I had hoped for.  The middle section needs replacing and cannot be fixed or patched up.  I don't get paid for another week so while I am driving around, the exhaust may or may not fall off.  This will help my blood pressure, no end.

As far as bad news goes, I do realise that this is nothing, but it's bad enough.  I'm in work on Sunday, so rather than my earnings going towards my ticket, we now know that it has a new home.

After my trip to have my car diagnosed, I came home... so tired.  Anyway, I decided I needed an hour of TV to unwind before bed and so I watched some pre-recorded "Sex and the City."  I love this show.  It's one of my favourites, ever.  I actually came across an episode I don't remember watching before, it's the one were Miranda's Mother died.  It was so funny in the main, but so touching, (Samantha didn't know how to deal with the grief she was feeling so she of course, turned to sex... except that she had lost her mojo.)  The episode was so well written, funny, raw and realistic, just, exceptionally moving and a brilliant piece of television history, that is one talented crew.  I laughed, I cried, an exceptional episode; "My Motherboard, My Self."