And this puts the cherry on top of my already awesome New Year!

Our car is, for lack of a better word, broken.  I mean, it drives, sure.  But is it safe to drive? Probably not.  Every time you press on the brakes, there is an eye piercing screech.  On top of that, it also grinds so loudly that you clench your jaws and close your eyes just praying that you'll brake soon enough to stop before you hit the car in front of you.  Yeah, it's that bad.

I don't drive, ever.  I don't even have my license right now (that's a long, sad story of how I get caught for every stupid thing).  So it's all on Anthony to notice when things on the car are not so hot.  I blame this on him and his idea that yellow means "Stop" and insists on slamming on the brakes as soon as the light turns yellow.

So now we have to pay to get this fixed and I'm really worried that it's going to be something more than just the brakes.  It certainly sounds serious.  On top of that, we have TWO months rent to pay right now.  TWO.  All because my lovely husband can never seem to get the money that's needed into my checking account.  Why don't we have a joint account, you ask?  Well..that's a good though..again, direct your questions to him.

I really hope someone has a significant other in their lives who is a daft as mine is.  He gives me a perpetual headache.