Can't Catch a Break

So aside from work being extra demanding this week, Scott and I had a bit of bad luck. We turned in my car to the mechanic last week to fix a transmission fluid leak and to replace a headlight. Scott had attempted to replace the headlight himself, but apparently this particular car is difficult. We have no clue when we're going to get the car back since everytime Scott calls, he's told they haven't really looked at it yet. So we forked over money for a rental car since he's on night shift and I still have to work. So tonight I'm driving home from work with Damien and the car dies at a red light. It's not completely uncommon for Scott's car to die on me, but it's never happened like this. So I restart and try to move forward on the hill and it's BARELY moving. Of course I have impatient cars behind me. I manage to get my car to move very slowly to an area where the road breaks off into two lanes and park. A German man on a scooter stops and lets me know my car is leaking gas. Yep, I thought I smelled it, but there was quite a lot of gas on the road where my car was parked. He suggested calling ADAC which is a towing company. I called Scott who just woke up to come help me. By the time we get ahold of ADAC to come out, Damien is getting pretty upset and wants out of his car seat. So I end up taking Damien home while Scott waits for the tow truck. Scott ends up sitting there for over an hour. We weren't thinking so he didn't dress warm enough and didn't bring anything to eat (he just woke up). Ugh, I'm just upset. What a terrible way to start a holiday weekend.