Life's curve-balls are never ending it appears...you'd think I'd be used to it at this point!
Alas, I am not...so imagine my surprise when one day after forking over $500 to get the Durango fixed (supposed bad flywheel...I now have my doubts) it up and kaputs 45 minutes from home, resulting in not only a DEAD Durango but also a $265 towing bill.
As of now, it is looking a bit like we threw a rod...not 100% on it as we were on a jaunt to MO when the demise occurred and we were required to unpack said dead beast and try to cram it all into a Kia Spectra (yeah...go on...I'll wait while you figure how we managed camping gear and clothing for a week, two kids and two dogs in that). If that is in fact the case....well...good-bye $5k for a new engine and the labor it will take. That'll take a few months to gather, so in the meantime we are down to just the Kia and the beast is occupying a space strategically located near a tree that is dead and teetering dangerously.
So I've taken to finding paying gigs on the net...mostly copyright reading goo, survey junk (that I've done before and I know pays) and
this news reading thingy (so far it's been mostly celebrity goo but I did learn about a new species of hammerhead shark). The j-o-b thing for me is currently out of the question with one vehicle as said vehicle is currently employed in Tanker's school journeying (and VA journeying as he restarts physical therapy...yippee). So it's penny-pinching to the max around these parts. Nothing new.
I swear...life loves me...to death.
