First World Problem Entry

Hubby has correctly noticed the funk I am in.  I finally explained it tonight that I just want my House (dream house in the Texas hill country for retirement and vacations before that – super delayed due to all of the reasons) to be done, and I want my Son (intelligent, talented, qualified, military-experienced, living-in-our-home here north of Houston) to get a job.

Hubby: Both? or just one?

Me: actually, you are correct. If either of these things gets resolved, I will be so much happier.