vw, that's funny. That ship done sailed, as my grandmother would say.

BT, I hope it's just a little stuffiness that will go away quickly.

Perkins, I hope you're healthy today.

I am oh so tired. I kept waking up, and when I wasn't waking up, I was dreaming that I was trying to buy an old mobile home that someone had died in, but I had to wait until the person who died had been buried and the house purified in some religious way, because his body was being left in the house for a certain number of days in order to satisfy some religious requirement. We viewed the house while he was still sitting in the recliner in which he'd died, faithful dog at his side. The dog liked me, though, and came home with me and I was a little worried I wasn't supposed to take it, but it was lonely. It was a very odd dream.

I am trying very hard not to panic, but this whole house thing is fraught with peril.

Someone else's claims are showing up on the insurance report requested by the MO insurance agent. The MD insurance agent says they're on crack. The MO agent gave me a number to call to get things straightened out, but not all the information I'd need. The MO agent is now on vacation and cannot be reached.

The amount I'm getting from the sale of this house looks like it might be several thousand dollars less than need, what with fees, etc. I thought we'd calculated things out so that the amount I was getting would be a few thousand dollars more than what I needed. I feel like I'm going to hyperventilate.

Also, I'm supposed to have people over for Easter dinner tomorrow afternoon, then fly to MO that evening. I cannot cope. I am going to reschedule the dinner. Fortunately, I think the two sets of friends involved will be understanding.

Anne, deep breaths. I know it seems impossible when these things hit, but you will find a way. Hugs hugs hugs. Keep breathing.

Billytea, I'm sorry you aren't feeling well.

Erin:

I can live without the adulation of nuts.

Deena, I hope you get rested today.

Oh, Anne, much ease~ma to you. I hope that everything is straightened out quickly and with a minimum of stress. Rescheduling the dinner is a good thing. I'm sure your friends will understand.

Kara left her hot chocolate (it's cocoa! mom), near the edge of the table. Aidan tried to drink it (yay, milk! I love my diarrhea!), and then put his hand in it and paddled a bit. I took it away from him and he said, "tink you!".

He thanked me for rescuing him from certain death if he'd dumped it on the floor. Now, that's a good baby.

Timelies.

Wow, Deena, your children sound wonderful.

Dinner has been rescheduled. Whew.

Almare, heh. Sometimes they are.

Anne, I whew on your behalf.

Oh, Anne, I'm glad you were able to reschedule the dinner. Like Kristin said, deep breaths. It's gonna work out. It sucks, though, that you've figured this all out on the weekend when really you can't do anything about it. You're like me...MUST FIX NOW! Unfortunately, the world doesn't work that way for us. Many hugs to you. I'll be praying that the situation gets worked out quickly for you.

Poor Deena with the very strange dream. That's kind of creepy. Hope you get some rest today. Also, your kids are just too cute and sweet. Good boy, Aidan!

Wow. I know it's a Saturday, but it seems extra quiet in here today.