At 3pm, #1 has to be at work at the mall. Because of what I thought was a slight fender bender, we took the Suburban (affectionately known as "Mr. Burban") into the shop. We found out today that the damage was much more extensive than we had hoped, and it's most likely going to have to be totaled. Really bad news. Little blue is also out of commission right now too, so we're down to one car. Oh, and the rental that the Warden is driving for the time being. Once that goes back, though, we'll be down to one.
Yesterday at church, #3 complained of her vision going out in her left eye. I've had a handful of migraines such as this one. She's never had a migraine before. Sure enough, within a few minutes, her head started hurting. She went home from church and slept. I just received a text from her telling me that the headache was still going full bore.
I called the clinic. They can see her at 3:20, so there you have it. One daughter to the mall at 3, and one to the doctor at 3:20, and only one me with one car.
There....I know, whine...whine...whine. Life could be SO MUCH worse, but thank you for allowing me to vent to you for a few minutes, so I could get that perspective again. There's no doubt this will work out. I'm not sure how, but it will.
There will hopefully be time tonight for a bit of a counting-my-blessings post. I know the blessings come after the trials, right?