Ok, so my DH's cat (16 yrs old) was refusing to eat or anything. We took him to the vet and well, now he is in a better place. What a tough decision! (When we decided what was best the cat started PURRING! I think that was a "Thank You for understanding", don't you?) That was Thursday.

Then Friday, I dropped my DH off at work and headed to my PT appt. On the interstate, I'm changing lanes and BAM! A motorcycle hits me! Luckily we weren't going fast so he got by with just a sprained wrist (that is what the officers said anyway, he did go by ambulance to get checked out).

After all that, I head home to call insurance and relax a bit before getting DS from school. Thinking about eating lunch but decide to check the "snail" mail first. Head back into house and discover it's LOCKED! DH was in another town about 30 minutes away (without traffic). I had to get DS from school soon!

All ended ok. DH made it within time thanks to a friend. Gosh I love that man! (DH I mean! )

Thanks for letting me get this off my chest!

Chelzer