So. Here's this.
Someone stole my checkcard information, and made about $6,500 in charges. What's almost hilarious about the whole thing is that they made several hundred dollars worth of donations to various charities. Were they trying to improve their karma?
With that being said, Tim and I are just in this really, really good place right now.
The other day, I had a meeting at church. There's a big window in the office, and I saw Tim's arrival (we had driven separately), and I just kept thinking, "Smile at me through the window...Smile at me through the window..." And he did, and then I just kept...you know, watching to see if he would walk by again (and he did). I don't know why, but I felt 15 again, and it was pretty much the cutest thing ever.
Right now, it is 1am. Tim is (quietly) snoozing beside me, and I just get the distinct impression that everything is going to be okay.
There is enough grace and tenderness and mercy to go around.
As I was scrolling through "my" transactions, I noticed one from an "LA Nail Salon." It could not have been me because when I got a manicure, I used a Groupon instead of my check card, thank you very much. I was SO MAD thinking about how those jerks used my card to get their nails done.
Then I remembered I got a pedicure this week. So...yea.
I hope you have a Good day. We will.
Love, and (from looking at my account) apparently we're going to Spain? Or Austria? Wait, no we're not. We're buying a boat?
H. (it is still, H, right?)
Thinking about both of these helped SO much.