My father's 17-year marriage to my terrible step mother is finally ending - first session with the mediator was today. So I'm happy about that. But wanting a divorce right before Chrismas, and all because you got a $400k inheritance that you don't have to share with your husband and you're mad that he couldn't find an investment for you in time to avoid capital gains? Excuse my censored language, but eat sh*t.
Something on the Jeep's block exploded today, sending coolant everywhere. My mechanic thinks its probably just a freeze plug since it doesn't seem to be mixing with the oil, and that it was running with filthy dex-cool through an even filthier radiator when I bought it 9 months ago, but we talked about replacing the engine anyway, just in case the head is busted. I was hoping to get tires for xmas, but I might be panhandling for engine money from Santa instead. I am NOT giving up on this. The Jeep is my baby. My second damn husband. I named him, I talk to him, and I can't imagine life without him. We'll get through this one way or the other.
Thirdly, the 'friends' who ran me out of the professional comic book business last year due to incompetence (rather than malice) still haven't paid me money that I'm owed, still haven't lived up to a number of stipulations from their own contract, and yet... they're still putting out Kickstarters and raking in the cash. They offered me my dream job once upon a time, and not only botched that but completely ruined our friendship all in one go. I'm never making art for somebody else like that ever again.
And lastly but not leastly, my gender questioning saga continues.
I just want the holidays to be over already.
