That Place Between

As you might or might not know, my darling wonderful and faithful Hyundai has needed some work for awhile now. I garaged it about two months ago, knowing I’d have fix-it funds by the end of July, and began driving the Jeep. No biggie.

Last weekend, my sis and I traded cars so she could take her boys camping. No biggie. I picked up the Jeep at the weekend’s end and, as is my driving habit unless it’s damned cold or pouring rain, rolled down the windows. Thus I heard a not-really-great grinding noise when applying the brakes. Not much of a biggie, really. My father and I can change out break pads fairly easily.

So Monday we popped off the wheel, and discovered a nice handful of broken-up metal rattling around in there.

That’s a biggie beyond my and my father’s ability.

And thus the crisis of yesterday: Do I cancel 4th Street attendance and put those funds toward fixing the secondary car, or do I attend 4th Street and just… deal without a car the best I can for a few weeks?

Y’see, even though the work out here has been better, I’ve been playing catch-up, and am still working to regain the financial buffer that was eaten by moving from Indiana to Colorado. I have the money for 4th Street OR the vehicle repair. Not both. And that’s crummy right now.

I don’t want anyone to think I’m unable to make ends meet on the important stuff. This isn’t that sort of crisis. It just… sucks. It means no camping, no dashing out to meet someone, extensive coordination to continue helping watch my sister’s kids (made more complicated by the fact she lives on the Air Force Base), and much pre-planning to confirm client meetings.

And it shuts down almost completely the ability to find quiet and solitude. Truly, that’s the part making the choice tough. Until the end of July, I won’t have adequate funds. Until the end of July, I won’t have an independent living space. (We’re remodeling, so…). Until the end of July, please forgive me if I whine and gnash my teeth. Taking a short evening drive has been keeping me quite sane. We’ll find out this week if my hips can hold up long enough to replace the drive with an adequate walk.

And in the midst of all that, some people made me all weepy-eyed with offers to help. Honestly, my first impulse is to shoo that away out of… pride? Habit? Ego? All of those things? But I’m also coming to understand for myself what I’ve so often told others, and choosing to not push away.

So. *deep breath*

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