Panic At the Disco
In addition to the overwhelming anxiety about Deb in DC, I just got two letters in the mail from my car insurance company.
Letter One: My policy has been canceled.
Letter Two: I owe them $350.
Do not fear, I called Bill Williams-Wilkerson right away and talked to Mary, his secretary. She is so nice. She promised me that I still have car insurance, that I do not owe them $350, and that she will "get to the bottom of this" tomorrow morning.
Thank goodness!
Now Deb needs to come home and everything will be a-okay again.
Except for choosing a Goddard adviser.
Letter One: My policy has been canceled.
Letter Two: I owe them $350.
Do not fear, I called Bill Williams-Wilkerson right away and talked to Mary, his secretary. She is so nice. She promised me that I still have car insurance, that I do not owe them $350, and that she will "get to the bottom of this" tomorrow morning.
Thank goodness!
Now Deb needs to come home and everything will be a-okay again.
Except for choosing a Goddard adviser.