You know - I don't exactly know how many things can go wrong at the same time. I also don't know how to stop and journal when i'm in the middle of just so much stuff!
This weekend, my new house leeked in the rain storm we had - the lovely landlord's handy man said it was condensation from the AC unit and my husband just said "Oh, ok" and let it go!
Then my son took the car to the grocery store for me for a gallon of milk while I fixed dinner, and the car BLEW UP! while he was out and he had to push it home.. by by car. Then the VERY NEXT DAY - the altenator went on my van and I am now without any transportation at all!
The van broke down for me yesterday in the parking lot of the store, and while I sat there trying to figure out how to get home - 15 - 20 police cars showed up.. a woman got raped on the other side of the parking lot. In broad daylight.
Ahhh.. my new neighborhood. *nods* I'm trying very very hard not to have this whole catastrophizing thing going on.. but, you know what? This is a catastrophy.
[B]My Milage:[/B]
[B]My Quit Date: [/B]7/17/2006
[B]Smoke-Free Days:[/B] 587
[B]Cigarettes Not Smoked:[/B] 44,025
[B]Amount Saved:[/B] $11,006.25
[B]Life Gained:[/B]
[B]Days:[/B] 52 [B]Hrs:[/B] 9 [B]Mins:[/B] 53 [B]Seconds:[/B] 56