So Saturday I load SD5 into our vehicle to take her back to BM's and nada...it wont start. It is turning over but acting like it's out of gas. The gas gauge is the one thing that does not work so I keep track of mileage. I look at the milage and it's low but shouldnt be empty. Oh well, maybe I miscalculated. So I call SD5's SF to come and get her and take her back to BM's. The next day, Sunday, SIL brings over 6 gallons of gas and dumps it in. Tried to start it. Still nothing. Great. Now I'm thinking my fuel pump has went out. That is several hundreds of dollars in repair. I dont have several cents let alone dollars...so guess who is now out of vehicle? ME! So I'm bumming rides from co-workers this week to get back and forth to work. That sucks. How embarrassing. To top it all off...my DH gets a call today for an interview tomorrow for the job he has been trying to get for months, yes MONTHS...since January actually...and guess who doesnt have a vehicle to take him to the interview? You guessed it...ME! He really needs this job. It is THE JOB. He has been trying so hard. I am so stressed, frustrated, upset. How am I suppose to get the girls when it's our turn to have them? Then once they are here, what are we going to do spend all summer cooped up inside or bored in the neighborhood because we cant get anywhere or do anything. Not the kind of summer I want to spend with the girls. I want to scream I am so frustrated and I'm sick of everything going wrong and being so damn broke.