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It seems that no matter how well we plan, fate conspires to make us her unwilling bitch.

Two Fridays ago I stayed home with the family and enjoyed the quiet life of having three kids in school.  It was a great day and we had a lot of fun until I picked Micah up from school.  On the way home the Mini decided that the drainage grate in the road was too big of a hurdle for it to clear without incident.  Of course seeing the grate is a full three inches below the surface of the street it wasn’t entirely the Mini’s fault, but I guarantee the low profile tires didn’t help.  Anyway, it ended up bending one of the rear control arms.  We managed to limp home in the car, keeping the speed slow and steady, but it’s completely out of action now until I get a new part and do the swap out myself.

That lovely incident ate up quite a bit of the money we had saved for Archon, but we still might have been able to pull it off until our sitters cancelled.  Yes, sitters is plural.  My mom was our first line of defense, but she ended up getting the flu, which we prefer not to have in our house ever again.  With that we fell back to Faith’s sister, who had agreed to watch them for at least one day or night.  Unfortunately, her husband’s grandfather died last Thursday, and they were going out of town for the funeral.

I’m not upset and I don’t blame anyone for anything that happened, but it really seems that fate wanted us nowhere near Archon this year, so thoroughly did it destroy our plans.

Ah well, there is always next year.  Maybe we’ll even be able to have costumes ready a few months in advance!

To all those we missed – Hope you had a blast.