He's Dead, Jim!

Big Girl, Two, and I raced out the door this morning, running late for Big Girl's dance class, and the battery on my van? Dead. Totally, completely dead. I think we must have failed to close a door tightly last night, so the interior lights ran down the battery. So Big Girl missed the first half of class, and there were considerable tears, but my mom came over and drove her to the second half. Big relief! Meanwhile, my dad drove over separately and charged the battery for me, and then drove to an auto parts store to have the battery tested. It seems to be in good shape now. At least this happened today, and not tomorrow when I have to report for surgery quite early.

Tomorrow's the big carpal tunnel surgery day. I don't know how easy it will be to type, or how long it'll take to heal, so I may not update here for a while. Wish me luck!