Heaven and hell

Heaven.
My brother is getting married on Saturday.

Hell.
I will be wearing a strapless teal dress in front of 250 people. I was so white as to be blue a week ago. So, I purchase a 6-session tanning package. I burn the first day. Can't go back the next. Then, I run outside twice, read outside in the sun, and then stand around outside at a picnic. All in different shirts. I have 5000 tan lines and look a little like Neapolitan ice cream. Not the plan. Sigh.

Hell.
I ran my second 5K this past Saturday. My time? 32:14. That's a steady 10:20 mile. I actually ran a steady 10:20 mile. No speedy gonzales presto-chango-ing into the tortoise. No walking. Solid running. Two thirds of the course was up"hill" (not uphill in a car, but DEFINITELY uphill running). It was over 75 degrees out by the time we finished. This little sissy indoor air conditioning treadmill with the TV on runner had shin splints from hell for 2 days after. They're gone now.
Did I say hell? I mean heaven. Planning my next one for September. I'm gonna do it in under 30 minutes next time.

Hell.
The thing my husband used to be married to has been stealing money from us via the kids school tuition for the last several years.
Heaven.
She committed fraud (and possibly tax fraud) to do it. :) The smile? Finally, someone is going to tell her "No. You can't act like this." And it might even be a judge.

Heaven.
The people in my life.

Hell.
My cats are fighting like raccoons. They are where I go when I get stressed. I am experiencing way too much anxiety about this.

Hell.
Peeling wallpaper off the bathroom walls. UGH. I'm ready to never do that project again in my whole life.

Heaven.
The way the finished bathroom will look. :)

And there it is. Life as it currently stands.