what to do...
I have copious amounts of gunk filling my sinuses and requiring me to blow my nose until I go momentarily deaf. I hate hate hate being sick. I would much rather be at work filling orders for random equipment joking with the one other person there that actually talks to me. Oh, it's not that the others are unfriendly or anything, they just aren't talkative in general...with anybody. So I don't feel slighted or anything.
Regardless of my being cooped up in my shoebox with this ickky head cold I am contemplating cleaning the house. Or at least straightening it up a tad. But I can't decide what Tony will be more pissed about. The fact that I stayed home and laid around all day or the fact that I stayed home sick and managed to clean the house. Knowing my husband I'll get chewed out for cleaning. But he'll still be grateful. As will I so I think I'm going to do it despite my better judgment. At least until Garden State comes on.
I have a consultation with an attorney on June 14th at 4:00 PM to talk about my car wreck. We really need a decent sized settlement and quite frankly, after all the shit that's happened over the past four months, I feel like we deserve it.
Regardless of my being cooped up in my shoebox with this ickky head cold I am contemplating cleaning the house. Or at least straightening it up a tad. But I can't decide what Tony will be more pissed about. The fact that I stayed home and laid around all day or the fact that I stayed home sick and managed to clean the house. Knowing my husband I'll get chewed out for cleaning. But he'll still be grateful. As will I so I think I'm going to do it despite my better judgment. At least until Garden State comes on.
I have a consultation with an attorney on June 14th at 4:00 PM to talk about my car wreck. We really need a decent sized settlement and quite frankly, after all the shit that's happened over the past four months, I feel like we deserve it.