Adam came home from the airport around ten last night, exhausted and sore. We sat up talking for quite a while before going to bed. I slept badly, wracked with pain. In retrospect, I probably should have done more stretching and aromatherapy.
Adam called earlier and said that both our cars -- the white Neon and the green Ram -- were in the local auto shop for repairs. He was driving a work van until one or both cars could be fixed. We're not happy. But the cars can and will be fixed. Adam is mostly annoyed because he could have gotten the parts cheaply and done the work himself had it not been an emergency; in an auto shop, it's the labor that will cost us.
On top of that, Adam is having a hell of a day with work, rushing from job to job, and he didn't sleep well either. We are both tired and achy and cranky, and I am trying to smile and keep smiling and be cheerful. It's a warm, sunny day. My cats are healthy and happy and waiting for us at home. We have plenty of food in the fridge.
Happy thoughts, happy thoughts.
Happy thoughts, anyone? What are you happy about so far today?
Adam called earlier and said that both our cars -- the white Neon and the green Ram -- were in the local auto shop for repairs. He was driving a work van until one or both cars could be fixed. We're not happy. But the cars can and will be fixed. Adam is mostly annoyed because he could have gotten the parts cheaply and done the work himself had it not been an emergency; in an auto shop, it's the labor that will cost us.
On top of that, Adam is having a hell of a day with work, rushing from job to job, and he didn't sleep well either. We are both tired and achy and cranky, and I am trying to smile and keep smiling and be cheerful. It's a warm, sunny day. My cats are healthy and happy and waiting for us at home. We have plenty of food in the fridge.
Happy thoughts, happy thoughts.
Happy thoughts, anyone? What are you happy about so far today?