On Saturday January 27, my sister called to tell me that our brother was in the hospital, on life support. She had gone up to see him early in the day and later on that I picked her up and took her back up there, after I topped off the gas tank. I have not seen in more than 10 years, his choice, he burned bridges with all of his siblings but kept in contact with our dad. Dad also did the same thing, kept to himself, ignore his kids but would occasionally send something for grandkids, well my daughters and my grandsons anyway, I don't think he did that with any of the other grandkids and great grandkids.
On Sunday, January 28, I got in the car to head to work. Noticed my gas tank was close to 1/2 tank. I traveled about 5 miles from home to the hospital and back so there was no way I used that much gas. Figured there was a leak in the line.
On Monday, January 29, I got in the car to go to work, it was at 1/4 tank. I pulled out of my spot and backed up...yup, a lot of gas on the ground. I decided to head to the repair shop and find out exactly how bad it was and what it'd cost to repair. After sitting there for three hours they said the fuel lines were completely rusted, as were the brake lines and if they tried to repair it then it would just lead to other issues and they actually didn't want to do it. The cost for beginning repairs was about $3k. I put $10 into the tank and started driving home. Called my boss, told him what was going on and I was going home to sulk and figure out what I'm going to do.
On Tuesday, January 30, my boss picked me up for work and my daughter picked me up from work and brought me home. Shortly after we finished dinner my sister called me, I knew it was bad news. The doctors are tried to bring our brother out of the medically induced coma he had been in since Friday the 26th and he only had maybe a few hours left. My daughter and I sat for a few minutes and decided to head up there. I wanted to be there for my sister so I changed clothes and grabbed my bag and we headed out. My brother died just after 11pm. My daughter and I were up there until after midnight.
On Wednesday, January 31, I took the day off from work and did a lot of cooking and a bit of cleaning and otherwise spent the day alone until my daughter came over for dinner. My sister texted me information for the the viewing/service for my brother. My youngest daughter made plans to pick up my oldest daughter so they can both be at the viewing.
On Thursday, February 1, a co-worker picked me up for work and my daughter picked me up after work. I still had not done anything with my car. I had been looking at cars on line and trying to figure out what to do.
On Friday, February 2, my daughter came over and we had lunch and then headed out to get me a car. It took a bit of time but I was approved for a lease, which is what my last car was, then I paid it off. The new to me car is 2019 Chevy Trax, its got less than 37k miles on it, which is awesome. The payment is more than I'd like but it's a very necessary at this time so I will get it figured out and make it work.
This week has been the longest I've had in a while. Tonight I cleaned out the old car and moved it so the tow truck will have an easier time getting it loaded up. Now I'll just have to get the new car straightened out and figure out what needs to stay in it and what doesn't. This is a necessary thing to do and it will be a good thing too.
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