The last few days have been pretty rough, but it’s all stuff involving different people I’m close to, and I can’t really talk about that in detail here.  But I can give you the loose overview.  Last week we had some pretty bad news, which ended up resolving into good news on Monday, so that was good.  A cloud of gloom was lifted, thank God.  Then today (=yesterday) I got a phone call dropping three bombs on me.  Bomb #1 was very bad; Bomb #2 was really really bad, and Bomb #3 was just unbearably bad.  Then I got much better news which pretty much erased most of the worries about Bomb #3, so I actually felt pretty good and grateful that the thing I couldn’t bear to hear was probably not as bad as we’d thought.  In fact, it’s probably nothing much to worry about at all.  Bombs #2 and 3 still apply, but somehow they seem a lot more manageable in light of what could have been.  So I’m glad.  Life goes on.


Oh yeah, and Iris the Van’s battery finally died on Monday night when we tried to make a grocery run.  That’s just annoying, not a bomb.  The battery was five years old fer chrissakes, and we should’ve recognized the symptoms — it was having trouble starting lately but I’d chalked it up to the freezing weather.  But it’s fixed now… our friend Darin came over today/yesterday and played the total hero.  Gave us a jump… it took about 45 minutes before it finally charged enough to get the engine to turn over.  And it was frickin’ COLD out there so that’s a pretty major favor huh?  After it started he followed us to a nearby Sears, and saved us ten bucks by installing the new Diehard for us.  She started up again with a roar like a mountain lion saying "Get outta my way, here I come!!" Whoo-hoo!!  We bought Darin dinner and watched the Can DVD.  Jah vohl!!