Well, I’m in the mood for it to not be Thursday.
Yesterday Mrs. ArGee came in and said the car we’d been keeping alive for her wouldn’t steer. The Power Steering’s gone out. We won’t be pouring any more $$ into this one so it’s time to look for its replacement. Not the world’s best timing.
Our daughter won’t be coming for Thanksgiving, either. Someone in her classroom has COVID and she doesn’t want to take a chance on exposing her grandparents.
So, today should be better.
Sorry to hear your Thorsday was filled with entropy. I hope today goes better for you.
Golly, ArGee. I’m sorry about all that. I learned a long time ago that things happen to me in three’s, usually in quick succession. Maybe it will happen to you that way and your Thanksgiving will be better than expected.