Our truck, which Mark drives, and we've only had a couple of years (and we took good care of) had a sudden, catastrophic illness and has been sent home to die (no warning blown headgasket). The multiple levels of badness, I can't even express to you. The big ones are money and time. Mostly money.
We don't have it in our budget to replace a vehicle. Especially one we only bought a couple of years ago. Yeah, it's not a new vehicle, but still: this sucks.
And we live rurally. We need two vehicles. Mark's and Anna's schedules often are at odds. And he works nights. Like I can leave my sleeping little girl and go pick him up at midnight? Nothing about that works for us, including my spine.
A friend's mom has loaned us her car, but we need to get that back to her stat. We really use a truck, with dogs, firewood, dump trips, lawn mowing, the furniture business, etc.
We're going to get another opinion, but even so. This problem is made up of the two things we lack: money, and time. And speaking of time, the timing of this unforeseen issue SUCKS.
So, I was up at 6:00 a.m. on a Saturday worrying about it. I'm trying not to. But it's not helping.
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