The Cruelest Month

All right T.S. Eliot, you win. April is the cruelest month. Thank goodness that's over! The last few weeks have been among the worst in my life, with unlucky events happening one after the other. I was beginning to feel like the title character in Alexander and the Terrible, Horrible, No Good, Very Bad Day, except that it was all month long, and I didn't have the option of moving to Australia.

Fortunately, April is behind us now. I received some very good news today, and I feel like May's going to be a better month for me. But I'd like to have a quick moment of silence for my car, which was recently totaled in a very unfortunate traffic accident. Farewell, stealth car. We had a good run.


(The only photo I could find was of the car covered in ice, but you get the idea.)