It's been an interesting weekend. Better, I finally went to my meeting and told them about the fire, and am making headway on this problem/issue. The simple truth is that I hate to ask for help and I hate to get it, even when I need it rather desperately. I mean, I am thankful for help, but having to be the one getting it...oh never mind...there is just no way to say this without sounding like an ingrate, which I am not. :-/