Freon

The past few weeks have been very very nice. I have been rested, well entertained (thanks to both Sims3 and Harvest Moon), and feeling financially secure about the whole moving to another province thing. Then the fridge breaks (with assistance from my husband) and our damage deposit disappears into our landlord's checkbook (and a very snazy new fridge), never to be seen by us again. Two options: 1. Be pissed off and upset about the whole thing. 2. Be thankful my family is safe and move on.

I chose the latter. Because exactly how is being pissed off really going to help? It took a little longer for my husband to come around to this idea (seeing as he was a little more involved in this minor disaster), but he's finally rejoined me in life is good land.

Because shit happens. That's life. Or, as my cousin (who was seven at the time) enjoyed telling me: Life sucks, but God is good.

Life lesson #2.

S and I spent the morning picking out baby names... for the baby we will be waiting about a year to conceive. I had a blast.

I read in Alive Magazine that insomnia causes accelerated aging. This morning I seem to be getting very old very fast. Oh sleep, where art thou?