Man, I have been praying all morning for this, that, and the other and every single one of them has been answered!  Think I should go for a house while I'm at it?  Nah... don't want to press my luck.

I got off to a bad start this morning.  Running a little later than usual, already in a panic about my pending root canal this afternoon, freaking out that I'm not going to get to the car place before everyone else in the universe does and that I'll have to spend all day there waiting for some super-expensive repair, still freaking out about the root canal, freaking out that D will have an accident while we are running around, freaking out about getting everywhere on time... WHEW!  It's hard work being me!

So after I drop everyone off at the appropriate school, the prayers start.  First it's: "Please don't let them be busy at the car place (even though I am literally 2 blocks from the place and I probably should've asked before then), please don't make it so I have to spend 4 hours there..."  And as I round the corner, NO CARS ARE IN THE BAYS!!  They're just doing inventory!!  So I tell Rick that his favorite customer is here and what the dealio is, and he tells me it's something much less expensive that can be done at the tire place (which I have to go to anyhow to get new tires on account of mine nearly bursting at the seams).  But it's been since November that we had an oil change, so I have him do that.  And find out I need a CV boot replaced.  Not bad!  All told, $120 bucks.  And while I was waiting?  The drill sargeant called.  They had a cancellation, can I come in at 1:50 instead of 3:50?  HELL YES!

So now I'm not worried about the car, and I'm not worried about childcare.  Now, I'm off to the tire store.

Nobody's there, either!  I get hooked up with my tires to the tune of $335.  Everything's balance, the steering isn't shaking like a 6.5 earthquake anymore, and I still have time to run home and write this little blurb and change my shirt that I spilled sauce on!  Leaving me with a grand total of $45, which I deposited so I could run around the corner from the tire place to Costco and load up on their cheap gas.

Spankyou very much!  I'm doing fabulous!!  (the 6mg of Valium probably helps, too!)

Ok, gotta run.  I'd be back later, but I'll be under the influence of extreme pain from the sadist named Dr. Lee.

Toodles!