/sigh
It’s been a bad week for me.
On Monday I tripped over one of my daughter’s toys. The toy had a bar on it that scraped the shin of my right leg on the way down. I would take a picture and show it to you, but it’s really gross. My leg looks like one colossal bruise from the knee to the ankle.
Sometime between Monday and Tuesday, I managed to misplace a $3,000 tax refund check. I’m sure that it’s in my apartment somewhere. I’m even sure that I probably put it somewhere, but I have searched and searched all of my usual places for putting things and I cannot find it anywhere. I’ve already spoken with the IRS and they can cancel the check and send another one, but that process will take several months. We can survive without it for several months, but life would be easier if I could find it. So, I’m now shamelessly soliciting prayers that we find that check. I feel like an idiot for losing it.
I am feeling extremely stressed and have probably been spending too much time on the Internet anyways, so I’m going to cut back on blogging and commenting. For real this time. Really.
Post comments as normal, I will do my best to get to them.
2)–Hot bath
3)–Hot sex
2)–Farts
3)–Guys getting hit in the crotch
5)–The Daily Universe’s “apostates” typo