The Best Call That Came At The Worst Time

Wednesday, October 8, 2014

Last February sucked — along with the kiddo and I contracting that crazy swine flu that kept me in bed for a week, I was still recovering from bad news about a potential offer, and then our beloved labradoodle, Quincy, died. Not to mention we were still buried deep under ice, snow, and frigid winter temperatures, and the promise of things improving seemed too far off to count on. But…