You may recall that I am a person who prays. In the depths earlier this year, I accused God of design.

I am already enjoying upsides to this situation. The first day, I enjoyed stuffed cabbage, which I really like and which (because she grew up at the edge of a cabbage field with a sauerkraut cannery within easy smelling distance) she can't stand. And I made plans to visit relatives she can't stand just because I like them. I have stocked the pantry with ramen, which she never would allow. Remodeling will commence shortly, much of it in bad taste and in silly colors that I like. There will be bean bags in the living room. It feels wrong to enjoy these things, but there it is, you have to accept the good with the bad.

And there is plenty of bad. Which I won't describe right now because I'm thinking positive.