It was a Monday for sure

Sometimes in your life when something goes wrong, everything goes wrong.

I would first like to say how much I miss my Eisenhower friends. I miss having a group of friends at my work that I can go to about work and personal stuff. I have cried and laughed with them and at my new place I feel very out of the loop. Here is the crazy thing. Three of the ladies there don't really have good friends. Talking with them during lunch, they admitted that they have never had good girl friends that they would hang out with. I can't imagine that. I have always had such good friends that I've made so many wonderful memories with. So now in the school I am at, I'm with people who aren't interested in making "friends". Oh well I guess. I just keep thinking this is only temporary.

Sooo...this afternoon I get in my car after work and everything feels normal. All of a sudden my steering wheel is hard to turn and my car is making a rattling noise. I get home and of course call my dad to see what's going on. When he gets home he looks under the hood and underneath it. Then we get in the car and turns it on. All of sudden things have gotten worse. My dad says that I shouldn't drive it and that I need to have it towed to the Honda place in Manhattan to get it looked at. Can I please have a collective "poor Daisie"? I will now be driving my dad's truck which is huge. But I am very lucky to have that as an option.

Okay then, no more whining. Bye for now.