I was upset last night. I feel better now. I got telephone calls this morning about the car. I got the car back, and it wasn't as bad as I thought it would be. Things fell into place.

They upset me when I first brought the car there in the beginning by saying it sounds like your engine. One of the mechanics did a strange quick test on the car. It wasn't very professional. Guys running around like a bunch of kids. Guys making a mountain out of a molehill. It turned out to be a molehill.

I seem to be overreacting to any new problems. It was so tormenting along with the rest of my problems. I still have hope because I'm reading the Psalm in the bible. I keep going back to it. That's the only reason why I'm still alive.

I find myself to be tired most of the time. It may be because I'm getting older, and several other things combined. BF