A life with 1 car.

I am not overly familiar with the Bible, but I reminded of Job lately. Lately being for the past year plus. I am listening to you, universe, but that doesn't mean I accept what you are saying, or that I am interpreting things correctly. Friday afternoon Brian's car died in Spicewood (Hi AJ), while he was on the way back from visiting Skyler out west. I was in Odessa, so unable to help, but Dave came and saved him. I guess I can't be too surprised, it is a 2000 Ford Mustang with a shit ton of miles on it. But, it was my college graduation car, and is still sad. We are, ridiculously, going to look at fixing it up ourselves, since we don't have the money for a new car just now. In the meantime, we are down to 1 car. 1 car, 1 child being moved to (steady yourselves) Denton, 1 in school who has been bullied on the bus but its TAKS week, so they can't really fix the issue yet, and 2 jobs in 2 different towns. That seems like a losing equation! Fortunately, it's KickBall weekend this weekend, and Brian and I are happily both going to be off work. I feel like at some point our luck will change. At some point there will be money, cars that work, kids who both feel safe and happy all the time, wherever they are, and I will be a size 6. At some point. In the meantime, all we can do is our best every day and hope the universe stops testing and starts helping!