So when do I stop being afraid when things are going well? I know, I bitch and moan about it a lot, but that;s when disaster seems to strike at our relationship.

Of course, right now disaster is striking the damn car. Spent over a grand on it this summer to keep it running, this morning on my way to Caldwell and it over heats. Again. The only part of the cooling system I HAVEN'T replaced is the heater core, and guess what blew this morning? I'm going to have to keep it another five years just to make the repairs worth it.