I'm beginning to suspect the world has it out for us. The past year has really been trying. Laundry list of big, major things: Down's Syndrome first pregnancy, termination, flooded basement, Theresa's chest mass, busted water main, Bingham's illness, and now this situation.
If I wasn't such a staunch believer in the randomness of the world, I'd think something/someone is conspiring against us.
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