This week achieved suckitude

This week has, so far, contained suckitude to the tune of four hundred bucks’ worth of brake job as a precursor to car inspection.  Fortunately, it did not also contain two hundred bucks’ worth of new-tire suckitude, thanks to my mechanic putting the arm politely on his friendly, round-the-corner inspection place.  This is even more annoying because that four hundred bucks was about to go toward getting the deadwood pruned out of one of my big old pecan trees, in an attempt to save the remainder of it.  Now I dunno when I’ll have money for working on the tree, and that pushed back getting the damaged window frame repaired (another $400 job).

For some reason, everything I need to do right now costs four hundred bucks.  Oh, except for fixing the house.  That probably costs eighty thousand, all told.