I try to believe…

That I’m not a bad person.  Even though all evidence sometimes  seems to point to the contrary.  It is awfully hard to believe that I have redeeming value at all when one tiny mistake can turn into a disaster. 

This day has turned out to be horrible.  This is Jack again.  I had to come out for a phone call from the guy we were SUPPOSED to be showing our house in Waco.  I’m pretty firmly convinced that Oscar is indeed the one who has written in red today.  There was about a ten minute break in the red and orange writing on this entry.

We didn’t take the keys for the Waco house, and we didn’t have the gas to make it there after we came home again.  Life stinks sometimes, and now is one of those times.

We’ll make it somehow.  We’ll just have to convince the sad one (be it Oscar or not) of this fact.

My Mikey, I love you forever times PI cubed plus one,

Your Jack