Life Stinks With A Broken Car

Well I have had my car for a little over a year now and it has been great. We paid $1200 cash for this car and what we got for the money seemed to be amazing compared to some of the things we looked at. Until this past week we have not had any problems with it, but about a week ago I started noticing that it wasn't driving like it normally did and things started to get worse and finally on Wednesday I knew we had a major problem on our hands. It was the T word...the one thing in your car that you never want to break because it is generally a huge pain to fix...my transmission is going out. This happened at the most inopportune time because I HAVE to drive my car...my daughter just started school and I have to get her to and from school so for the last two days every time I drive my car it is like playing a game of Russian Roulette and I just hope that I am going to make it back home. Needless to say I have not been driving anywhere the past two days and it has been the pits!! It is one thing to stay home because I want to stay home...it is a whole nother thing to stay home because I have to stay home. Why is it that when things like this happen you all of a sudden think of a million things you need to get done? We are going to go look at cars tomorrow but that even pain stakes me more because that means the dreaded car payment that I have flipped over backward trying to prevent, but I suppose that a car payment is a small price to pay for freedom. Not to mention that when you play Russian Roulette sooner or later you lose and I am quite sure that doesn't sound appealing to me at all.