Monopoly

Monopoly

I feel like I am living a game of Monopoly.  Some days I draw a Chance card and it tells me to go to Park Place and pay whatever is owed there.  Those are the days that, even though I am days away from a move of a family of 8 to Italy, I have to pay my bills but my computer won’t connect me and I lose my password.  I have to pay my taxes and—oh yeah, not kidding—my ceiling caves in and I have $10,000 of repairs ahead.

But then there are the days I draw a Treasure Chest Card.  “Benevolent Aunt comes to town and takes 4- year-old to water park for 8 hours and you get all your packing done.” Wahoo!!  I hit the jackpot.