Car's Broken Again

For the past few days I have heard a sound.  It was a rhythmic clicking sound that came from the passenger-side rear, maybe the tire, maybe not.  But as I was parking on my way to another bar, I heard the sound, only louder.  Maybe it was my team losing that led to me being quieter and/or more paranoid about hearing things, but this clicking noise became quite audible.

And while I could drive, I felt as though the car was ... not as in good a shape as it should be?  It was shaking down the highway ... maybe.  Great -- I'm back to asking myself whether I can limp this car around for a while or if I have to drop everything and get this fixed right away.

And if it's the latter -- and I usually panic, so it's usually the latter -- I can't get it fixed right away.  Auto shops are never open on the weekend, and I assume this place is already booked up for tomorrow.  Tuesday I have to use the car to take Father to his dental appointment in the mid-morning, and I have to get to work by noon or else.  Wednesday I report to work early.  Thursday's Thanksgiving.  Friday I have the day off, but I really want to do so some shopping then, so maybe I don't want to bring my car in then, especially if there is something really wrong with the click-clacking.  Maybe I can bring it in Wednesday afternoon after work since I get to leave early, too.  But for all I know, my mechanic will be shutting things down as soon as Wednesday afternoon.  Hell, they might be taking the whole week off.

This fucking sucks, and I hate life.