My car completely died.

Totally and completely dead. Could just be the battery. Was acting weird the last couple weeks, though, so possibly something more sinister and more expensive.

While borrowing Jason’s car to get groceries, I managed my first-ever-accident of our marriage. Bumper has a six, seven inch scrape along the bottom.

He thinks the whole thing will need to be replaced. Awesome.

The tax refund that was supposed to be here next week has been delayed at least a month.

And, to top it off, J needs emergency dental work. To the tune of that non-existant refund.

So: one car dead, one car damaged, money not coming in, an effload of money going out.

To say January is ending on a shitty note would be a vast understatement.