I'm Sure It's Fine.
Sunday was one of those days where I just didn't have a great time. My son, however, had a fantastic time. He spent the day running about my parents' house destroying his cousins' toys and leaping off furniture. He screamed at the miniature horse in the field and tried to get his Uncle in trouble by telling his Grandmother than he was bad.
I, on the other hand, was dealing with a situation with my wife's car when I was out of town; which meant that I didn't sleep but four hours. I took most of the day getting back down to home and then screaming at a car that was completely fine that had made me worry far too much over the last twenty-four hours.
Winning life over here my friends, I'm winning life.