"When it rains, it pours." I've heard this phrase a million times. Another one? "Bad things come in threes." I don't believe that one so much. The last couple of weeks have been a fire hydrant-strength downpour aimed straight at Ty and me. I'll spare you the details, but we got it on all ends, house, cars, and family.

On the one day we have car troubles, Ty breaks down on one of the busiest streets in Oklahoma City, and on my way to go pick him up, I have a flat tire. Of course, it had been raining so I was left changing it in the mud while Zaxby's employees weren't kind about Ty waiting for a tow (out of the way) in their parking lot.  

After that, we learn our hot water heater isn't working, the garage is flooded, a pipe has collapsed under our house, and in the sub-freezing weather we have busted pipes. Yay. Of course, the warranty won't cover it. There went a week's worth of pay down the drain, literally. Ha. 

But through everything, Ty and I worked to just take everything one day at a time. We knew we could handle the little stuff wrong with the house and cars because those are things. Things can be replaced. And we know that we are smart enough/savvy enough/stubborn enough to take whatever challenges come our way and work through them - we've done it before.

So, in the midst of all of this, I was going to my weekly counseling appointment, and I was wondering whether or not I should stop for coffee at McDonald's. I know it's not the greatest coffee in the world, I know I could have made some at home, but, I decided, I think I earned it. And some hash browns too. ;)

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