Crisis Mode

This week has been a bit of a calamity. More calamity-splat than calamity-jane, though. Big badness and small badness. Highly unexpected big badness hit the Waugh household on Monday – hopefully something we can sort out very quickly, and it might even be a great thing terribly disguised. Today’s small badness involved the adrenalin-fueled slow-motion sensation of a large station wagon disregarding the personal space of the front left (passenger side) of the taxi I was sitting in. The fight-or-flight juice is always impressive though, even hours later. I am really hoping that next week will be less… interesting.