Yes, Bill is okay, save for a nasty bruise on his arm from the air bag. No, I did not kill him. Yes, I was mad. I was mad at the situation, his distraction and the financial hole that we are in that just becomes deeper and more slipperier just when we get excited over little things like paying bills on time. Sometimes life just gets a little too sucky and, well, sometimes you just have to scream because if you don’t you just might find yourself hugging someone…tightly…with your bare hands…wrapped around their neck.
So after I was certain that Bill was okay, I did scream long and loud.
Then I reminded myself of things that have recently made me smile…blessings.
Like your daughter’s silly cat who greets you wearing a bow tie.
Sisters who seemed to constantly be at war when they were small now besties who do like each other…they really do!
They have great hair too!
A green eyed boy wearing a favorite hat.
Blue eyed grandbabies.
Days at the beach.
All is well…for now. Thank goodness.