Well today I am thankful for good credit and for knowing NLP.
My car broke down.
I was driving to see the one client who schedules and NEVER shows up. Luckily, he was a no show this day....as always.
There was a coolant leak. Michael and the neighbor offered to fix it.
They put in the new hose.
I tried to drive it to work the next day. Two miles down the road, I cracked the head gasket.
That's okay.
The car was ugly. I wanted another car anyway. It was a stopgap car designed to help me cope until I received the funds from the divorce settlement and could earn a steady income.
I'm still waiting.
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Now, my ex-husband isn't working. He claims to be working a commission only insurance job* so he can't afford to move out, help with bills or pay child support.
I signed over my mini-van to him. A guy with Centurylink hit the van and drove off. The company offered the owner of the car $1,850 to promise not to sue. I signed it over to Michael so he had money to move out with. This is after they deducted about $130 for him to buy my van back from them.
Yeah... insurance companies crack me up. Their insured damaged my legal property and wanted me to buy it back before they settled for the crash.
Now that my car is toast, I probably should buy a used car with cash. I've been looking hard.
Luckily, I got a decent tax return last year.
I can't find one for under $5,000 that doesn't leak, shake or suck. I keep catching the owners of the used cars lying to me. It seems that most people I talk too buy them at auction and sell them with major problems. In the ads, they say these are their cars that they've babied. Eventually, they'll tell me the truth after I quiz them enough. NLP does come in handy when detecting lies.
I've heard too much.
I think I'm going to buy from a dealership now.
I did find a near new Nissan Leaf for $8,000. I am eyeing a Nissan Sentra for $12K with 13,000 miles on it and a seven year warranty.
I qualify....I just don't want to take on another payment when I know I'm not going to get child support or help. If I'm hurting for money then I'll pressure my ex for money.
If I pressure him for money, he won't move out.
I could easily afford the car if I give up my hypnosis business.
I don't know.
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I thought I was doing the right thing.
A guy from Centurylink hit the van I gave my ex-husband and took off. It's a Mercury Van with a Nissan motor. I worship Hermes (aka Mercury). I love Nissan.
Centurylink offered him $1,980 for repairs to the van and a promise not to sue them.
I signed it over to my ex-husband so he could take the money to move out.
He hasn't received the money. He says he needs a salvage title before the insurance company will pay for the van.
I don't understand. I'm NOT going to pay for the Salvage title Centurylink adjusters are asking him to get.
Centurylink is lucky I signed the van over to him last week. He never took the title to the DMV. I'm just irritated enough to go to war with their insurance company for fun. I'd sue them for property damage and traumatizing the child that was in the van when their driver backed into them and took off.
I once thought of changing my name to Sue Happy.
When people try to mess with me and I tire of trying to deal with stubborn pricks, I tend to sue.
I've been involved in several lawsuits....all justified. I've always gotten what I asked for with attorneys fees.
Maybe I could....maybe......lose the title and then go after Centurylink (and their adjuster from Sedgewick), get Michael's money and demand that he leave.
Actually....he never took the title to the DMV. I guess the van is still mine.
Just call me sue happy. I'll have fun with that adjuster at Sedgewick.
I'll start by talking to my buddy with the insurance commission. If they're demanding that I buy a title before paying for the repairs, I think they are on the wrong side of the law (unless it has changed).
I have several friends who are personal injury lawyers.
They'll have good ideas as to how to get the ball moving on this.
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*Speaking of insurance agents, Michael has decided to be one just like me. I'm a little creeped out and find myself pondering why people with narcissistic tendencies have to copy others. It's a little sad...as though they never had time to find out who they are so they borrow the identities of others.
I don't want to be an insurance agent. It was a stopgap job to help me get survive until I received the divorce settlement.
Again.....too much money is missing. I'll probably never see any of it nor will I receive child support.
I do work for a big insurer. I always wanted to be a health psychologist. I was stalked out of my doctoral program. Which is sad because I was offered the chance to teach but I couldn't handle Michael's sister harassing me on campus. I gave up on that dream.
My employer is looking for health coaches now. I really want that job.
I'm working on it.
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Mike has been driving me to used car dealerships. I pay for his gas. I buy him snacks for his "business trips."
I'm not sure they are business trips or if he has a girlfriend.
I'll go with whatever is going on. It's movement. Movement is good. Lack of movement leads to stagnation.
Movement will lead to moving on.
I hope he has a girlfriend. If not, I think he wants us to pretend to be married again.
I can't do that.
I forgot what kissing feels like.
I don't remember sex.
I'm lonely.
One of my friends thinks Michael knows he messed up and is trying to win me back by refusing to leave. Only intensive psychotherapy could make me even consider keeping him in my life.
He won't see a therapist for more than a few visits.
It'll never work.
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I really wish I had a boyfriend who could help me pick out a decent car. It would be nice to have a big strong guy around who will talk me out of the tiny purple Nissan Versa.
I can't seem to get ahold of my friend's dad who works for the Dodge dealership. I'm visiting with his counterpart at the Nissan dealership (owned by the same company). Her name is Maria. Maria is awesome. Marie doesn't balk at the purple car although she thinks I'd be happier in a maroon Altima and that's because I stare at it a little too much. She's focusing on used cars with a seven year bumper to bumper warranty. I haven't been able to beat her offers anywhere else.
It would be nice not worrying about more than standard maintenance for a few years.
I'll let you know what happens.
I think I'm wore out on people who lie be they stalkers, exes or used car salesmen.
I will probably buy a new car. Maria has been the only honest salesperson I've met so far.
The absolutely worst thing about not having a car is riding public transportation.
I sat in a wet spot. I had another therapist tell me that this is why Sheldon from "The Big Bang Theory" series wears bus pants.
I don't have time for TV. Thank goodness for YouTube.
Riding the bus makes me think of my first love. We dated before we could drive, so we took the bus everywhere. There was at least one time when we missed the last bus home and I'd have to rent a hotel room until we could wait until it was time to catch the next bus in the wee hours of the morning.
Luckily, he was a gentleman.....for the most part.
Now that I am riding the bus more often, I am finding myself dreaming of having long conversations with Tom while riding public transportation.
I wonder what I'm processing. Maybe I should pay attention to what we talk about in the dreams. Maybe my subconscious mind has recorded some stellar advice from him. He always had good advice.
Who knows?
Maybe my subconscious mind will have Tom tell me to buy a good solid steady Toyota with a normal car color....say metallic gold.
I always wanted a hippie relic from the sixties. I always wanted a VW bus. I could pick one up cheap. People won't know that I'm buying it because I'm cheap; they'll just accuse me of being nostalgic.
The worst part of all this is that I've never owned a car worth more than my bass guitars.
Worse....if I buy an expensive car, I'll have less money for musical instruments and art supplies......sigh.
I guess I had to grow up sometime.
Love ya,
S.