One of those days

This is one of those days where I can see why Thelma & Louise drove a car off the cliff. I would like to do the same, To the car that is (as I quickly jump out). Let me start at the beginning. I'm not sure if I mentioned it or not but about three weeks ago my husbands car died. The main belt broke and we had to have it towed in. Since we don't have a credit card we had to wait until we could get cash to have it fixed. We shuffled back and forth for over a week until payday, finally getting it done and out of the way. So I thought. About week or so later the hubby calls my cell phone. leaving me a message that he had gone back to the garage where the work was done because the car was "making a noise". Another hundred dollars later it is "fixed". This morning he calls me and wakes me up *on my day off* to inform me that the car is sitting at the 7-11 across the street from where he works with what appears to be a dead battery. Damn the bad luck. We are broke, busted, poor!. Rent is due and so is the car insurance. I don't have ANY extra money for car repairs this week. It looks like we are going to shuffle back and forth for another week at lest until we can find out what is wrong THIS TIME. It wouldn't be so bad, except last week the check engine light came on in MY car, and I have no idea what is causing that.
To top it off I'm in a bad mood anyway because I HATE living in this apartment complex. The management here sucks. They just waltz in and out any time they get ready. Last week we got a notice that they were going to come check the smoke detectors and air filters. So I run around cleaning like a maniac, making sure everything is in order .I happened to be off on the day they were doing my building. They did all the apartments except for the six n our side. They still haven't come back! Then last night they show up at my back door, telling me I have to take everything out of my shed (which is only about the size of a linen closet) becaue I have to much in there and they can't get to the breaker box. It seems the apartment above me has no airconditioning and they need to run a new line beside of mine which has to for some reasn go into my area (shed). So now I have about 10 boxes sitting in the middle of my living room floor.



I have no idea what to do with them since they said its a fire violation to put them back in front of the breaker box. Hey I know. Maybe I can put them in my husbands car as I roll it off a cliff.
There is only one problem. the darn thing wont start to get it there!!