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A blog entry from Dark Muse the other day gave me time to think about the topic of forgiveness and my sporadic practice thereof.

While not having any current enemies that I am aware of--age and death has a habit of leveling the field I do seem to get into petty squabbles here and there.

Today was a healing day. For no other reason then it seemed a NICE thing to do I decided to apologize for the argument Friday in AAA with Tami and even admit some share of blame. At the end of the day I would rather give in that little and keep an open relationship open then let a hasty rebuke fester into the heart and harden it even more. Or maybe protecting my own interests--who realy knows what evil lurks in the hearts of men other then the Lord and The Shadow? I am always conflicted and rarely at peace over my motives.

Prior to going to work I made some very good headway on using the paycheck which had three precious days of overtime on it. I even sent an extra payment to the Heart hospital to reduce that bill even quicker and another one elsewhere. This represented an extra $45 spent this month to get ahead as neither were required and I was congratulating myself on a job well done. I even picked up KFC for the Mrs and I for a fast lunch prior to going to work.

The Mrs is appreciative of all this and my jacket is on as I am about to depart for the salt mines when she FINALLY tells me what's really on her mind this early afternoon.

Her other tire is going flat and needs replaced.

Two immediate thoughts and one whine to God:

Who are HER current enemies and why am I hearing about the tire NOW--AFTER disposing of the funds. Timing is not at all appreciated here. She smiles--much better then the nervous puppy I've been seeing too much of lately.

I sigh--hand her everything in my wallet that is left and tell her to take care of it --now--Please.

I grab the computer that is now suddenly available to me to check a couple of things. Two tires in one week. Sigh. I have enough gas until Thursday and again Avengers can wait. My attitude is much more patient then I expected. I'm almost amused but I do caution my wayward Mrs to keep me better informed of situations or someday I won't be able to help. Usually she is the soul of common sense but this nonsense about not wanting to bother me is getting old.

On the other hand when I followed up her progress from work I'm informed the tire is done and there was change.

Which she is putting in HER tank tomorrow and devoting some towards her weekly school fund--that aspect of the change annoys me but not worth fussing about.
My time will come.

I see Milky Way bars in my future and soon.