I love how something happens and then things settle down and almost get to a point of being normal again, then something comes along and screws all that up? That's how I feel right now. My roommate and I finally seemed to have everything going right and we seemed in a nice routine, but then last week that all blew up. Granted not everything that's happened is bad, but it's diffidently not all good. He got some bad news that he didn't feel he could share with me right away and I couldn't understand the sudden change in his mood. He has finally talked to me about it and things are better, its just a matter of time now till we know whats going on though. So kinda stressful. But the god thing is that this past weekend we adopted a 3 month old puppy named Evie. She makes us both very happy.