It's been a rainy week, both literally and figuratively. I don't want to be a Debbie Downer, but there's been a lot of little things that have added up into big things that have made these past few days very Lenten.
Have I told you all about the accident that Phil got into? He's ok, the other driver is ok, and Brendan (the only passenger) is ok. Thanks be to God for that! Anyway, long story short, Phil made a (legal) U-Turn in the street, but because his van is so big, he ended up needing to make a 3 Point Turn (illegal?) to get himself all the way turned around. A car that was totally far enough away when he started this process ended up crashing into him. The driver was obviously not paying attention (phone?) and got out of the car, all shaken up and extremely apologetic. They exchanged info and went home. Later that night a police officer called Phil because the other driver had gone to the hospital to be checked out upon the urging of his wife. He was fine, but this opened a police case. Blah blah blah lots of talking to insurance companies and paperwork and $1500 worth of work later and Phil's van is fixed. We are still waiting to hear which driver is charged with being at fault so that we can possibly get our deductible back.
Andrew needs braces. We knew he did for a while, even though they tried a palate expander first and then a retainer, braces are the only fix. At our school's auction last year, one of the items to bid on was braces by the same orthodontist that we use for JP's braces. We didn't bid on it (though it would have ended up saving us thousands) because it stated the braces had to be put on the patient by the end of the year, and at that moment we weren't sure if Andrew was going to need them. Once we found out he did need them, we thought we would just buy the same braces item at this year's auction. Boom. Aren't we clever and thrifty? Unboom. Because we found out they only donate that item every.other.year and we can't wait another year to correct his teeth. It's like they purposely donated in the off years that a Martin child will need braces. Kidding. $5700 is the price of braces, in case you want to start a tooth fund for your children.
Our house started feeling colder than usual (65 degrees for life!) and we realized we weren't getting heat in one of our zones, which is the whole-downstairs-of-our-house zone. We called out a super nice heating guy to fix it, and he found the (rare) problem and fixed it up to the tune of $225. While he was working, he ended up getting sprayed with boiling hot water (180 degrees) and getting burned on his inner wrist. Ouch!
I took some of the kids to the dentist on Saturday and found out I need a crown, a gum graft, and JP needs a filling replaced. We literally walked in the door and started eating lunch when Phil either lost a filling or chipped a tooth. What are the odds?
On that same day, I found out that our beloved babysitter (and one of my best friends) is going to go back to school in the Fall to get her Master's degree. Yay for her but so, so sad for us. Now we need to find a new daycare situation for Baby Brendan. Declan will be going to preschool in the fall, so he's all set. I know it will work out, it always does, but we will sure miss Michelle's TLC.
|If I could get a babysitter who cleans...|
Last but not least, I am asking you all to pray for two intentions. A member of Phil's family and his wife are recently separated and the wife is storming heaven for a reconciliation for them (they have five children). My Uncle Tom also needs prayers as he is dying and for his family to be at peace.
This is real life, people. I'm usually very optimistic and can see the bigger picture, but sometimes it gets cloudy. Rainbows only come after the rain, right? I'm gonna need some major rainbows, God, ya hear me? YA HEAR ME?
I'm remembering to count my blessings...we are still happily married, our kids are healthy and thriving, we have a house and jobs to pay for these things that come up, and a God who brings good from all things. Looking forward for this Lenten season to end.