Please go away. Thank you. xoxo, the Swans
This morning was the 4th or so morning in a month that I've woken up to the sound of rain and then promptly jumped out of bed only to remember that I'd moved all the towels and buckets away from the leaky ceiling in the dining room. Sigh. I think the bucket will remain a permanent fixture until we can get someone out to fix the roof - I fear we'll have to replace the whole thing. Apparently the sellers failed to include the 4 after the 1 on the disclosure statement question of: how many years old is your roof. Surely they wouldn't have intentionally lied and said 1 when they meant 14.
And my car is on its last leg. The check engine light illuminated itself on my drive to work this morning - combine that with the uneasy idling when the car is at a stop sign or red light and the fact that you can't unlock the trunk anymore, is all leading to the sad conclusion that she's dying.
I'm going to look in my backyard for a money tree this afternoon, because I could sure use one right about now!
On a positive note, I visited my grandparents again this weekend and had a nice visit. We'll get the real diagnosis on my grandma's illness this Friday - so I'm keeping the prayers and good thoughts going.
OH, and Mr. Cob won his first case last week! Although he says it was bad, good and bad - I'm still not sure how that works, but a W is a W in my book :)
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