I’m driving to work for one block until my car decides to drop out of gear and, subsequently, making the decision that it won’t be taking me to work today.  At a time when I’m eager to save money, my car is being a pretty big asshole. 

But everyone has been helpful.  And by everyone, I mean my dad and Chloe.  It doesn’t come as much of a surprise that work is more concerned with productivity and less concerned with my inability to materialize to my office.  Nonetheless, I make it to the office on time and I even have enough time to catch up on documentation before and after my first client of the day.  And really, after I look at my schedule, my next two days don’t look that bad.  And the rest of the week is only somewhat busy.  It could certainly be worse here at the office.

Last night I had to talk to Chloe about the state of mind I was in.  She was caring, as usual, and talked me through everything.  The idea of having someone like that in my life is still unbelievable.  I hope that I can be that for her, too.

I need to remind myself that while money is an essential part of life, it isn’t the most important.  I have to keep this in mind when my brain starts to wander of and feel sorry for my current state of existence.