It feels like everything is slipping out of my hands. Within the last year our lead detective retired, the next one was promoted out of the department, we have a greta one now but I rarely hear from him. It is the 9th anniversary week and even my car leaves me. It is in the shop because the replacement transmission is falling apart and it is 1000 miles away from it being out of warranty so I need to get it worked on even thought it was replaced this past July with 20000 miles on it when it was "pulled out" from another car. It had a 12 year or 12000 mile warranty-what does that tell you.
And even though the transmission keeps slipping no computer codes show there is a problem. Thousands have complained about this but Nissan Consumer department and they say the heads of Nissan refuse to fix anything unless the codes say it is not working----really after 1000 + have the same complaint??.
It breaks my heart to be without the wrapped CUBE on her birth/death anniversary. I want to go and get it. It is my life force. I know that now. It is how I connect Britty to the rest of the world. Below is a vent. I vent and get past. Some days it seems I won't get past this past year....
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