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While sleeping on the couch around 2 am, Hubby woke me and told me to get into the family bed. I was till loopy with fatigue and asked him if he wanted to get his policy started tonight. For the longest time I still thought I was at work but fell back to sleep without moving. I was horrified when the sun came up because I was still dressed in my office casual.
At least I slept, right. Well, I woke up at 5 am and was distraught that the new inhabitants of our old trailer will be getting all my catalogs since I won't be bothered with having them all transferred here.
All I'm really worried about is the letters and the Pagan-supply catalog. They're not going to understand why I have a friend in the Ukraine nor why I need a continuous supply of sage and essential oils. Bah.
Maye the new renters are enlightened like us.
Of course it's time to be curling my hair before leaving for work. I have seven more days before my next day off. Already I'm mentally spent.
To the 24-year-old callers in denial: If you know your license has been suspended for four years and you had a wreck and a DUI in January 2007 while driving around in an uninsured, unregistered vehicle, don't act like a fucking victim when I tell you we don't want your risky business.
Ciao.