I’m really frustrated to the point I just want to sit in a ball and cry. So around 12:30pm my co-worker tells me my car has a flat. Cool, whatever no panic because I AAA, right? WRONG! They tell me I’ve used up all my calls and if they were to come out it’ll be $90. Ok, now I panic. I call my bf I let him know the situation, and he says call my mom. I call mom, let her know and she says she’ll call her husband. I’m waiting for someone to call me back, and nope. So I call my bf back and he says she never called her husband. Okkkk so now what, he says well what are you going to do?!!!! Idk that’s why I’m calling you! And then mom comes up with a solution, Fix-A-Flat, pick me up from work and then take him back to the car. I come home and he has the biggest attitude and I don’t understand why. I didn’t do this, I didn’t ask for a flat, I didn’t want use up our AAA on a truck that we are fucking borrowing to begin with. It’s just frustrating that I’m trying not to overreact for something that I know can be fixed and then I come home to him not even wanting to look at me. I understand that little shit keeps popping up for us, but it’s life. Life happens, and we’ve been through worst than a damn flat tire. Seriously!!!!!!!!!!! I just wanted a kid and a hug and to tell him that we’d be ok, ONCE AGAIN.
But side note, I cannot wait until our cars are both fixed because this whole sharing and borrowing a car is so stressful. I’d like this pregnancy to be a stress free as possible.