Things Will Be Ok

 I slept in a bit this afternoon. I wanted to go down and have my studded tires taken off and regular season tires put on. Oh well, as it happens, Corey took of to the Tri-Cities with my work stuff in the back of the Jeep anyway. Poor kid had to turn around and drive back home. Well, he didn't have to, but he has an extreme case of intuition. So it worked out for the best anyway. I have a hole the size of the Grand Canyon in one of my studded tires, so I needed the Jeep to go to work!
 The point here is, no one gives a sh*t about what happens to you during times of troubles. It does seem that the small stuff builds up to big deals, though. People do give a sh*t about how you react to things. It's been so easy to get angry, depressed, stressed, etc. about crap. I fed and changed Khloe, and spent about 45 minutes of gaga-googoo time with her. then I thought,"Why not just look around and say to yourself, Things Will Be Ok..."