Bad Day

Today I had to pay $50 to get my car off of a tow truck. Said tow truck jostled around my car just enough that the slow water leak is now a very fast water leak.

We don't have money to fix this.

I'm trying to stay in a peaceful state of mind in which I remember how blessed I am. I have a car. I have a job that will allow me to work from home for the afternoon (and by "work", I mean "blog"). We have an amazing friend who's willing to try and help us fix the car for the cost of parts. It's just a car. It's just money. We're in the hands of a God who always provides.

And still, I want to sit and cry about having a bad day.