my problem is this: we will move it tonight again, but i can't move it myself and i am convinced (funny how the fear becomes the One True Thing in my head) that the car will be towed today. and i have no way at all of moving it back until doc gets home from work tonight.
so i expect my day to be taken up with this, my night was. worst sleep i've gotten in a long time.
and i need to let it go. it was doc's decision, and out of my hands. there is literally not one little thing i can do about it.
i need to make more friends. i'd buy lunch for whomever helped me move the car straight back into another parking space. i just have no one to call about it.
out of my hands. i hate that. too much is out of my hands.