Now, I think my car is having problems. In fact I know it is. Serious problems. Its just I am having so many mixed emotions about everything at this point in my life. I don’t know what to think about first. The cat, the noise, my leg, the car, cat meds, (Amitriptyline which Willie does not like, what else is new. I wish he realized his life depends on whether he takes this or not), then my meds. (antibiotics) for the bite. What it amounts to is there are too many bad things happening all at once. My life is falling apart around me. Everything I love is on the edge and teetering. I work very hard keeping my life and everything in it as simple as I possibly can and now all my simple pleasures are at risk. Its like I’m like being attacked from every direction. I’m bringing the car to the Ford garage in a little while just when I thought I was done spending money on this car. This is one of those things that happen when you are already down and bleeding. Just when you think that its over. Like you wake up from a nightmare only to realize you are still sleeping, it continues and something else bad happens before you can catch your breath or get back on your feet. Its like you are still off balance and you get that one last push towards the edge of the cliff, the one you don’t see coming. No words of wisdom today guys. Well, just A little something from Mother Teresa. "I know God wouldn't give me something I can't handle , I just wish he didn't trust me so much".....Ditto, I couldn't have said it better.