I don't think it's a big secret I've been kind of mad at God lately. Between Ian's leg/surgery issues, plumbing issues, Catholic school tuition issues, sick kids, work problems, and other day-to-day little issues (like the window that doubles as a shower), I feel like I've been under a perpetual Black Cloud of Doom.
But, I've had such a terrific week or so, I was starting to think maybe it was just hormones or my imagination and possibly I've been blowing things out of proportion. I mean, God doesn't really hate me, does he? That couldn't be right.
And then he sent the locusts....or, as we like to call them down here in New Orleans - termites. That's right folks. We have termites - tons of them. When we turned on the hallway light they came out of the attic last night. For anyone not in New Orleans - termites = big, fat, no es bueno.
NO ES BUENO!!!!
Really, God? Really?
Looking at this list, I can check off 5/10 items checked off in the last month. This does not bode well.