Seems like it's my turn to be handed a few trials to get through--my life in the last month has turned into a real struggle. Sarah's been away since before July 4, caring for her mom who has a whole raft of medical issues (enlarged heart, partially failing kidneys, ovarian cancer, to hit the high points). She nearly died last weekend, which required a last minute trip down to the bay area for me, but thankfully pulled through. I'm back now, but Sarah has no timetable for her return (mom's still in the hospital and recovery is slow) and I have a whole list of other things staring me in the face: a dispute with a contractor who did some work for us and then didn't pay his subs, need to catch up on work that I missed while in SF, impending houseguests, numerous household chores and upkeep on 12 acres, holding up our end on our partnership in the cheese company, etc. etc. etc. Oh, and one of our cats disappeared a few weeks ago.
Sorry for whining, but I just needed to get that out there. Probably relatively minor compared with what others have to face, but I am nonetheless considering changing my name to Job.