If that wasn't bad enough, half way home, we get another down pour. I mean, my socks are soaked through ( try saying that fast three times). So now I'm drying off and I get a
phone call from a bill collector. It's for my brother. The one who passed away last February. I listen to her tell me how much trouble my brother ( at this time, I couldn't get a word in edge wise) will get into. I'm amazed at how much influence these collection companies think they have. I was tempted to ask if they planned on saying the Rosary to contact my brother, or just a old fashion Baptist baptism. But I didn't. I just asked her to please remove my brothers name from there files. I also didn't mention that he hasn't had a credit card or loan for over 19 years, but that probably would have confused her. This was the third contact they've made. I am currently simmering, but I didn't blow up....This time.
my room AC can't keep up with the 88% humidity. yikes! It's like breathing and walking through niagra falls! I hate it when shirts and underthings cling to me. yuck.
but, this is Friday. I've earned this, kind of. Now I have all weekend
to put together a 10 page newsletter. yeah. Did I mention I have to coordinate picking up cookies, present plaques, secure rides for volunteers and when I have time, to watch Blood +, the anime series. Gosh, I really wish they would have had the money to do this series like they did the first episode. oh well.
All of you enjoy your weekend. may you have a ball.