What's up with Whatsit

Car trouble

My Honda Pilot broke down yesterday.

Luckily my daughter drives and has a car.

Unluckily, I had gotten out before everybody was awake.

Luckily, a neighbor boy spent the night with Matt and they decided to sleep in the living room where the phone was, since nobody has a cell phone but my daughter and hers needed money on it. I finally woke the neighbor child up and he answered the phone. He spends so much time at our house that this was not a surprise at all - when he picked up, he said "Hey Mama Lisa," which is what he calls me. So I told him to go wake Emily up and tell her she needed to come get me. The whole family came. They said "We were worried about you!" Ha! Anyway, I had to get the dern car towed. I hate having to get my car fixed. I expect machinery to just keep running without any help from me. I spent the whole rest of the day yesterday mad. I don't get angry much, so when I do I feel ENTITLED to my anger, you understand.