And I still have money left to tide me over. A lot of the money I wasn't paying for gas and tolls got tucked into a savings account instead.
Today I took the work equipment back. It made it safely there, and I made it home safe therefrom.
Even though it's hot and humid outside, our civilization has air conditioning.
Food in the larder, a roof over our heads, and the bills are paid.
On the way home I decided to stream a little music. First song Pandora sent my way was "Carry On, Wayward Son".
And as I went homeward and did my errands and drove through a sunny rainshower, my heart was lifted and I felt glad. I am no longer--or at least, for the moment I am not--angry or depressed. That can only have come from one place, and I am glad to have received it.
Most of all, my wife, who is with me, and who misses me when I'm not around.