Today I decided that we were running away from our problems.
This isnt a holiday thing- we dont celebrate xmas.
A few months ago the van had died, we recovered. Then the plumbing- of which the state is now involved because our homeowners insurance still hasnt paid the claim, My beloveds tooth abcess, check engine light in the new truck, my MIL going off the rails saying that My beloveds father was dying (he isnt) and My beloved finally going no contact with her mother and her brother, My beloveds childhood abuser contacting her out of the blue asking for pictures, broken hot water heater, broken clotheswasher, split support beam under the tub, compromised flooring, being told we had a hoard of rats under the house (that turned out to NOT exist) frozen pupes because the last plumber didnt insulate them, firing the housekeeper for using the N word, my graduation date is up in the air because of clinical placement issues, the group school project from hell, my job is going face to face and I cant negotiate remote and stay contract, and the racist plumbers x3.....
So today we got the mail at the post office picked up burgers and kept driving.
I told her we are running away from our problems and we did. And it was worth it.