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Dead van. Again. At least a week and a half driving the sweatmobile while waiting for our mechanic to come back from his ill-timed vacation (how dare he take time off!) My dad once tried to convince me to keep car problem in perspective but when you're stranded in Gloucester in 41C weather with two cranky toddlers car trouble seems like a very big deal indeed.

Breathe in. Breathe out. Repeat.