Will life ever slow down?

I think it's been 4 or 5 weekends in a row that we've gone to Eugene - and it looks like it may be several more before we can have some respite.  Although Idon't seem to mind the drive anymore, it does nothing for my ability to keep the apartment clean and laundry up to date (which is not my strongest suit anyway).

Steve is mega-stressed about getting the jobs done in Eugene that seem to be tightening a death grip around us.  In fact, he had to leave work at noon today to drive down to Eugene to try to fix some things - and he HAS to be back here at 11 tomorrow... then, he may drive down again tomorrow night and stay through the weekend, leaving me to come down on Saturday.  

Our car is in the shop so he had to rent one.  That kind of stinks, but we'll deal with it.

I feel like I am really fighting my pessimistic urges and really trying to trust God in this, but it's hard not to try to carry it all myself.  It seems that Steve and I have made such mistakes when it comes to his business, and that it might all be coming back to bite us in the bootie right now.  It's hard not to fixate and worry - but really, what will that do?  Perhaps I just feel totally helpless because I can't help Steve - when he calls, I don't even know what to tell him except that it will all work out in the end.  It will, right?

Sooo.. I'm trying to work hard at my job, and do what I can in that regard - and really, what's the worst that can happen?  The absolute worst is that the company would go bankrupt -and that we, somehow, would be drug into that... and well, there ARE worse things in life than bankruptcy, right?  Of course, I think this is a very very improbable outcome... I think it's more likely that we'll just have to eat some of the business losses... which is not great, but not the end of the world.  I'm such a spoiled brat that maybe it would do me some good.

Anyway, I best start doing a bit more work.

Later.