When Does It Get Better?

My day started very eventful. I was working hard to get a few things fixed around the apartment. I made several phone calls and got my laptop going (even though I had to reformat the harddrive losing everything on it!), thought I got my DVD player fixed (but it only worked while I was on the phone!) and then I had a nice little letter from the IRS saying that I owed a nice little chunk of money for 2005. I immediately started looking for the tax return and since Katie always did the taxes and was very organized, I knew exactly where to find them. When I went to the file labeled 2005 Tax, there was nothing in it. It was one of those times where I needed Katie to come back and tell me where she put something!! So I dug into the basement and started pulling out boxes of papers. After about an hour of half of searching, I finally came across all the 05 tax info. Relief. Now I just have to figure out what we did wrong and how do I get through this. Ugh! Seems like the devil is really attacking me right now. Just as things look up, someone stomps on my toe. I'm just realizing that I started reading my bible again last week and then I had my problems this weekend. I start to feel better and then the IRS. I guess it's a pretty obvious attack and I ask for prayers to continue to be strong and to be able to accomplish all the things that I need to do. And as my big bonus for the day, I washed Logan - it was WAY overdue. Since he was wet from the rain, I thought it was the perfect opportunity. Of course to him, I might as well have poured hot lava on him while running the vacuum cleaner! But he made it through and now he's sleeping well recupering from the trauma.