Is God angry?

Six weeks after buying this house, we have a live termite infestation, any sign of which somehow evaded the pre-sale termite inspection.

I'm still unemployed and unemployable.

And here's the path of Hurricane Ernesto, set to hit our definitely-not-able-to-withstand-a-hurricane-roof at 8am on Friday - the day I'm supposed to start my one-day-a-week job, which is thus far my only form of employment:



I'm just sayin'.