I might cry.
1) It’s 10:30pm (just got home from work) and I have to be back at work at 7am. I might be skipping a shower tomorrow.
2) I can not figure out how to get from my job to the train station in 18 minutes on Memorial Day Monday at 4pm. I just can’t. Especially since: (see #3)
3) The brakes on my car are… I don’t know what they are. They were making a noise as I drove to work today, so I called my mom. She dropped her car off for me and took mine. She said “Yep, it’s your brakes.” And now she’s calling my uncle tomorrow and saying he might be able to work on them Monday, but that still means borrowing her car for how many days?
4) I don’t have the money to replace my brakes (if that’s even all I have to do).
Ugh. I’m just going to call Dave and then go to sleep.
