I've been a little bit busy, a little bit sick (both Alison and I), had a little bit of car trouble. (We have to buy a new tire ... annoying.)
As I sat yesterday, waiting 30 minutes for the emergency road service folks to show up, change my tire, even then I knew that this was a minor inconvenience. I wasn't stranded in the middle of nowhere; I was in a CVS parking lot, a major intersection. Sylvia was with me, the older two were home. I had my mobile phone, and CVS has a restroom. It was all OK, really. In light of the news from Lafayette this week — the shocking, tragic death of the husband of one of my girls' beloved teachers — this was small stuff.
It's all about perspective. I didn't drive the car much today (other than to pick up Alison at school), and it will get fixed tomorrow.
All the same, I'm glad it's the weekend and that my prodigal husband comes home tonight.
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