My husband claims he'd just feel 'safer' in a truck.  I don't care what he'll feel safer in, we may not be able to afford it.  Beyond that, I really don't want to buy something that's going to need that much work.  Sure, you've got your typical tune up to do, and maybe a minor repair here or there, but not replacing a whole damn rear end.  Give me a break.  Besides, how safe will my husband feel when we blew all our money on the truck he wanted, so we can't pay our bills, and our asses wind up on the street.  He's not going to feel very safe at all.  Maybe if he'd drive like less of a dumb ass, he could feel safe in any vehicle.

Sorry, I'm sure you can see the tone of where this is going, or where it may go.  He was optimistic about the possibility of buying this car from my uncle (which we're going to look at tomorrow), and as soon as his manipulating, weasel of a father brought up that truck (that had previously been forgotten all about), it was like a little kid seeing a new toy and chucking his favorite one over his shoulder, in the corner, to be forever forgotten.  That's how it felt anyway.  I can't quite seem to get him to understand that while I'm not saying a resounding 100% 'no', I just need to know that he understands he may not be able to get what he WANTS, he might just have to go with what we can afford, and it may not be that truck.

For some reason, I don't think he gets it.  It feels like he's sort of auto-answering.  I mean, I bluntly said 'I need to hear you say that you understand we are making a money based decision, and that what you want is probably not going to happen.'  He wouldn't even say it or give me any kind of relief to know that he understands we're in a huge fucked pickle and that he's going to keep his head on straight, and that he understands he might not get his way.  This feels like the damn Daytona, and even his damn cell phone, all over again.

I think I better tell you about that in a different post, because that really gets me boiling ...