Better, if not exactly good. It does not appear that I will be wearing a barrel nor carrying a sign that says "Will Offer Sardonic Commentary For Food."
My credit rating will probably be pining for the fjords, but it wasn't exactly voom before that.
As to when I might be offering sardonic commentary on a more regular basis, well...that's one of those hard to say things. Not as hard to say, perhaps, as "Oh, my God! Somebody help me! There's a man in my office with a *flamethrower*!" But still hard to say.
Heather is at thirty two weeks with our sixth, after all, and it is essential that I keep her happy in her increasing discomfort.
Thank you for your prayers and good thoughts--they are much appreciated, and I know they helped.