And it's not even 10:00 am on Monday

Let me update you on the status of our household:

-We have no kitchen.
-We have no washer & dryer (well, we do, but they are disconnected and stored under our porch).
-Two rooms of our house are habitable- three if you count the bathroom.
-We have to turn off all lights and other electric devices upstairs when we run the microwave because otherwise it will trip the circuit breaker because the electrical circuits for the upstairs are stupid, old and wimpy.
-The air conditioning in my Jeep suddenly stopped working on a 96-degree day.
-Seth's 17-year old Honda Civic started this morning, moved 2 feet, and then died, not to be revived.
-The Honda is now parked/stuck on the side of the street slated for cleaning this morning, is a foot or two outside the white parking lines, is slightly blocking our neighbor's driveway, and despite the note on the windshield stating that the car won't start, will probably get approximately $2,347 in parking tickets from the incredibly efficient DC parking enforcement.
-The Honda's problem is not the battery, indicating a possible exorbitant repair expense.
-We have already decided that if further repairs to the Honda are over a certain dollar amount, we're not going to repair it again.
-My car is a stick, and Seth can't/won't drive it.
-I'm almost 30 weeks pregnant.
-Someone will have to drive my laboring ass to the birth center/hospital, preferably without jackrabbiting the clutch, stalling out the car, or getting into an accident.
-OMFG 30 WEEKS PREGNANT; HOUSE MOSTLY DESTRUCTED; UP TO EYEBALLS IN EXPENSES AND DRYWALL DUST FOR HOUSE RENOVATION; PLEASE SEND NEW/GENTLY USED AUTO TRANSMISSION SUBARU STATION WAGON TO WASHINGTON DC. AND VAT OF MACARONI AND CHEESE. THX.