Really – Please – Just Stop Messing With Me

Christmas Eve was the get together with my mother-in-law, brother-in-law and his family. The truck had run that morning, as I had gone and filled up the tank, but, when I tried to turn it over later that afternoon to go to the gathering … nothing. She wasn’t turning over.

My mother-in-law’s boyfriend (the most patient man on earth) came and got us and brought us to his place, where the gathering was to occur.

As we had to be at my family’s place the following day we borrowed my mother-in-laws van to get home that night and to use on Christmas if the truck wouldn’t start.

Christmas morning I tried to start the truck and – no problem. No reason that we could figure except maybe the gas I had got was old/dirty/ and that was the problem. We returned the van and headed to Windsor. After a few hours at my parents we went to go home. The truck was a little reluctant to start, as it had been sitting in the cold, but turn over she did.

Yesterday, I took the truck into town to pick up my prescription and grab a few essentials. She started ever time with little effort. Today — you guessed it. No go. No rhyme or reason, just won’t turn over.

And what is today?

Today is the get together of my father-in-laws side. This includes the visit to the grandfather-in-law who is in his nineties and the father-in-law who lives in the States.

But Wait – There’s more!

This evening is also the vapemeet in the city. A once a month occasion I really look forward to and when I restock my supplies.

I am generally doing well this season with my cycle, but this sort of pressure and annoyance threatens to spill me over into the bad spiral oh so quickly.

Excuse me – I have to go crank the key, pray to the gods of machinery, and hopefully not bang my head off a steering wheel anymore than I already have.

Filed under: Mental Health, MIscellaneous Tagged: cycle, family, frustration, mental health issues, truck, winter