dead car/ posted in: Family
It just keeps getting better and better. Last night the husband came home and said that his mother’s car’s transmission died. My response was, “WooHoo! Guess she’s stuck in GA!” I don’t think that was what he was looking for. This would be the car that we bought for her after hers was repossessed because she refused to work at any job that she considered demeaning. Then she bitched about it not being up to her standards. So I’m not real compassionate on the mother’s car situation.
But, kindly and considerately, she found another one that she would like us to buy for her. I flipped out. We aren’t made of money. Just the other night we were trying to figure out how to juggle things to pay our greatly increased property taxes due next month. Now the husband thinks he has to buy her a car. I once said in passing that the husband was gullible. The mother-in-law jumped all over me and said that he was the most sensible of her children (consider the competition). I stand by my comment. If he buys this car (which he will) he is truly the most gullible person I know.