I know I’ve been a little slack with my writing the past week or so, but I’m trying to get back on track. Of course, when I have crazy stories to share, I immediately find my way back to my blog. As I mentioned in a previous post Xavier (my 18yo son) was liberated when he finally got his car out of the shop.
A couple of days after he started driving to school, Xavier calls me before football practice sounding very frustrated. This is how the conversation went:
Xavier: Ma, my car won’t start.
Me: What? (confused)
Xavier: I was about to move my car closer to the football field, but the car won’t start. I think I left the lights on this morning. (pissed)
Me: Don’t worry about it we can jump it off when I see you after the game.
Xavier: Why does everything happen to me? It’s always something! (elevated voice)
Me: Dude relax, we can jump it off later!…And why are you getting snippy with ME?! I didn’t do it, YOU did! (irritated)
After the game, as promised we jumped off his car and he drives off with his girlfriend in tow.
12:31 a.m…Saturday morning
Xavier: Ma, my car won’t start again. (hopeless)
Me: Are you kidding me? (pissed)
Xavier: Nope (over it)
Me: Ask her mom if she has any jumper cables.
Xavier: No, they don’t have any.
Me: Uggh!!! I will be there as soon as I can. (mind racing because I don’t have any cables either!)
The jumper cables we used earlier belonged to my boyfriend Dexter and we didn’t think we would need them again and he took them home. So, I called a girlfriend and asked to borrow their cables.
I get out of bed in my pajamas, put on my fuzzy turquoise robe, socks, sneakers without laces/tongues hanging out. Oh yeah, I looked a Hot Mess! But I could’ve cared less.
I Was Fit To Be Tied!
I drove over to pick up the cables; drove to find Xavier. When I get there, the car is parked in a parking space…now we (Xavier & I) have to push the car out of the parking space. OMG, can this get any worse?
On the way home, the car shuts off again at a four-way stop! By now, it’s 1:30 a.m. I’m tired…I’m sleepy…I’m cold…And I’m about to LOSE IT!! At this point, we are both pissed!
The next day, the automotive store told him nothing was wrong with the battery, only a lot of corrosion around the positive/negative posts. GO FIGURE.
The things we must do for our children as single mothers…errr…SuperMOM’s LOL
Tell me what would you have done??
~ Marquise Antoinette