The conclusions were that my car is to be towed to my father's shop. He can look at it and see what he thinks. Then we'll investigate fixing it or selling it or whatever. And for my next car, I am on my own. It's a long story how we reached that point, but basically, we were arguing, she tried to make a martyr of herself offering to buy me another cheap car and I insisted she didn't need to bother.
I can't wait to hear what she has to say when she finds out that Dad's shop is closed on Mondays. I forgot to mention that. Oops.
In other news, Waste is still leaving on Friday.
The kitten was very happy to see us when we finally made it home.