one step forward

The mega-giant corporation that holds the note on BG's car has stopped trying to scare us into not losing a 2005 Neon with almost 200K miles on it that got her through a hefty commute to Martin for that social work degree. She owes less than what it would cost to pick the thing up and haul it to an auction so they've left us alone until we got the opportunity to "make a payment" after months of robocalls. Oddly enough, the calls stopped about a month ago and since then the IRS gave us back some tax dollars to make said payment. We also have bulk sizes of dog and cat food and plenty of beer and snacks. Life is good on the lane, in spite of the dreary weather. I heard there's more snow on the way. The one earlier this week was a non-event so bring it on.

I met a little boy this morning who turned out to be the bright spot of my week. At nine months old, he is the apple of his Mimi's eye and smiles without provocation at everybody he sees. Mimi and I work together and she just about lost her faith when her son went off to the army as a search and rescue team member. Scary shit, ya'll. You have to step carefully to recover wounded comrades all the while trying to dodge IEDs and sniper fire yourself. My friend's son and his partner were on a mission one day and for some unknown reason switched positions. His partner was killed and he lived to help bury him in back home in Virginia. The young wife was pregnant at the time. They helped each other through the loss and pregnancy, and came out as a couple on the other side, married recently. Now she is pregnant again and they're having a little R&R while Mimi carries R to visit everybody she knows here! I'm glad I hadn't spent much time in micro at that point in the day because I hugged that little boy like he was my own. Happy shit!

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