Christmas...New Year's...Grama's Car

Well, Christmas sucked. Every damn part of it, except watching my kids open their gifts in the morning and being at work later in the day because I made Christmas happy for some people who might not have had such a happy Christmas. I missed Grama :-( Got in a fight with my mom the next day and went home in tears. I got Grama's car on the road today. And then I went to get in it at 11:30pm tonight to go home from work and the doors were frozen shut. I had to call a cab...figuring it would be at least an hour wait being that it was New Year's Eve. Nope. He got there immediately, then drove 50 mph home while smoking a cigarette. Cigarette smoking was banned in cabs in New York State a few years ago and I was nauseous when I stepped out of the cab because he was driving so fast and we just had a snowstorm today so the roads were in horrible condition. $8 for the "ride". So, I turned the jerk in. Anyway, I got Grama's car Monday afternoon. I didn't think it would be such a big deal but when I got the screw drivers in my hand to change the plates I immediately started crying. And then, sitting behind the wheel? I never thought about it, but that was the first time I had been in that car driving it since before she died. I was driving it while she was sick and my car was getting fixed but as soon as my car got fixed, I returned her car to her driveway because it was given to my cousin in the Will. It's okay now, but that first time driving it was difficult. And now, I'm exhausted, had a rough night at work and am going to bed.