I have it all, Reds and whites, expensive imports to two-buck chuck. Our first selection today is robust red featuring confusion and uncertainty. I have 3 more days until my psychiatrist appointment. She keeps asking if I want medications because things are getting that bad. But my last two tries weren't that great. One made me nauseous all day long, the other screwed up my blood pressure so bad. There were only 8 points between the top and bottom number. So, I'm not sure what to do. Our next choice is a harsh little red with a touch of bitterness. The court paperwork was signed on the 23rd for husband's child support junk. Of course, they had the first payment due the week prior (the 15th) so he is in arrears so that they will take out even more money. And tomorrow is payday, we get to do the waiting game to see if the new paperwork got in before payroll was run or after. If it was before, we'll be $500 short on the mortgage. Yeap, a little bit of a bitter taste with this one. The next selection is a unique little white that I like to call "Gremlin". It's full of a "Just my Luck" variety of flavors. In the 6 weeks since they set the court date my luck has gone on vacation. Cooking in the oven has become a roulette game...will the temp be hot enough to cook, too hot so that everything burns, or just right so that dinner turns out? The dishwasher has become a difficult child and will work correctly once every 3 or 4 loads. The refridgerator is making death rattle sounds. The first time it made the noise all three dogs had the hair on their backs standing straight up and were growling like the boogey man had just come in the house. Add to this, I lost my another filling last night. That makes 4 in six weeks. Oh, and the coolant light came on in my car this morning. Got to watch this Gremlin whine...it has quite the kick and leaves a very nasty hangover. Our next selection is a heart-pounding white. It's called the "Queen" after my Queen of all GFGdom Grandmother. She is pulling out every game in her arsenol and getting herself in major, major trouble. Now she has DSHS looking at taking her out of her home and putting her away somewhere. Add to that, her humitifier went out and her basement is covered in mold. So, my so-called vacation to see her will include a basement mold cleaning expedition. That's if she is still there. UHG!! And our last selection for the day is a very sad import. It's filled with tears and sadness. husband's aunt is home on hospice with terminal lung cancer. She won't be around much longer at least we hope not. Then, husband's best friend has major health issue which have him in constant pain. The lovely health care that he belongs to has decided that he's been on pain medications too long and have taken all of them away from him. So, he's self-medicating with the intent to OD so that his life and pain will end. I feel like the whinest little baby right now. All I want to do is sit and cry for a month. And husband just called. His world at work just took a turn for the worst. Told him if he needed a mental health day, I'll take one with him. Waiting to hear what his decision is. Thank you for attending my little whine festival. And to think, I was under the delusions that life would get easier when the difficult children left.