Lori got in a car accident this evening. She's fine. It was pretty minor. Well, unless you look at her poor little car. I feel bad for her. She's a little sore and mostly just annoyed with herself. But it means another setback in our desire to get a house; another piece of the IRS refund that won't make it to the bank. She called me when I was still at work and I knew before she said anything. As soon as she got off the phone I folded my hands, bowed my head and thanked God she wasn't hurt.