gwywnnydd | (no subject)

Last night was mostly frustrating. The damn honda can't be out of my life without valid tabs. The soon-to-be-owners can't afford new tabs. So, I agree to pay for the tabs. it needs an emissions test. Tehy don't have the money for that. Jay agrees to pay for that. It fails emissions. OK, now I *know* I can't get rid of this thing without getting valid tabs, which means fixing the problem (or making a good faith attempt [defined based on the model year as $150]). grumble grumble. Have to deal with getting the car back in my possession, getting it to the shop, and getting the soon-to-be-owners back home. I didn't *want* to spend my evening driving around, trying to keep the Bug from having a melt-down. Guess what I did. The final straw, that put me in a foul mood, was having one of the soon-to-be owners hit me up for cash when I was dropping them off.
"But, we don't have any money for smokes . . ."
That is soooooooo not my problem.
Finally got everything taken care of, got back home around 10. Bug was awake. Not fussy, just wide awake and wanted to play.
*whimper*
I managed to get him to go back to sleep somewhere around midnight . . .