It's All for a Reason

Daylordavemercy! It's only nine o'clock and it's already been one for the record books.

I had a hard time getting it together this morning, FMF has reared it's ugly head. The flare up isn't that bad, just enough to be annoying. It makes getting ready for work interesting with the constant dropping of crap, most of which is round for some reason and requires me to chase it across the kitchen floor.

There's nothing like a chubby chick, bent over in her bath robe trying to waddle after a renegade, runaway cooking spray can to make you see the humor in life.

The van wouldn't start at all when I tried to leave for work. I think it's the starter. I tried for about ten minutes before I finally gave up and went inside to call Lulu. She only made me grovel for a minute or two before she agreed to come get me in her snazzy new ride.

I should be upset, worried and on the verge of crying, which is my normal reaction to things breaking down when I don't know how I'm going to pay to get them fixed, but I've got this weird "everything happens for a reason" calm feeling about the whole thing.

Anywho, I'm stuck here for the duration so I'll be back with a more detailed post at lunch. In the mean time, ya'll have a good one.

Later Taters.