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Well. This is certainly a mixed bag kind of day.

Found out that one of the co-workers is having surgery at the end of the month and will be out for at least two months. :/ Which will run right over BOTH of my possible times for spring time off. That sucks.

Go to bed after I find out the boy has given me the perfect reason to evict his ass ASAP, only to wake up to the boy and Mums thinking they've found a car.

They haven't. One has a recall and accident that'd make anyone twitchy and the other is about as bad on gas as the truck. So no.

Send them off to look at three cars I saw online, only they don't make it out of the yard before Mom feels ill.

Check FB when I remember there was a message there earlier. It's from D, about Ari. She's fully awake now, talking/whispering, good times. She's going to GA for her rehab.

The universe isn't even bothering to give before it taketh away.


Which isn't strictly true. She is better and I did my taxes this morning and they were lovely amounts, so yay...

I still want to crawl into a very large, very festive drink and not come out for awhile.