Going through

a bit of a very rough patch here. The last weekend at work was very hard. It culminated in an exhausting (mentally, physically, and emotionally) surgical ordeal. I was thoroughly looking forward to the 9 days away from work, relaxing, spending time with my family, and recharging. Yesterday, at my uncle's cabin in the woods, we weathered a terrible windstorm. My husband's car - which we have owned for 3 months, have not paid off fully, and on which we do not carry comprehensive insurance - was crushed by a tree. It's the first car we've ever NOT bought in cash, it's the nicest car he's ever had, and it was a good deal through a friend. Now, we owe $5500 on a car that is totaled. I've been reminded to put this in perspective, but at the moment, as we're struggling to get started with savings and with my student loans coming due next month, this couldn't come at a worse, more stressful time. I am grateful no one was hurt, and my uncle's house made it through the storm unscathed, but I feel sick to my stomach all the same.