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Things That Are Bugging Me Today

1. For the past couple of months, I’ve had an extra $175 in my checking account. Every time I try to balance my checkbook, there it is -- $175. I’ve re-added and re-subtracted and re-counted many many times and I always get that surplus. Where did it come from? I guess I should just be grateful for my good fortune but I’m certain that the instant I try to spend that money it will disappear and I’ll be $175 in the hole. So I’ve just been using it as a “cushion” – like when I need a tank of gas on Tuesday night (I get paid on Wednesdays). But it never goes away! I’m so confused.

2. I tried on a pair of khaki pants and liked the way they fit so much that I bought the same pants in denim and black as well. The denim ones are too big and the black ones are too small, but of course I didn’t realize this until I’d already ripped off the tags and washed them. Same pants! Same size! So why don’t they fit the same?

3. My four-year-old’s recent horrible behavior. This deserves a longer post but I don’t have the energy for it right now. Because all my energy is being sucked into the black hole of her bad attitude. And yet! Her teachers think she is the sweetest thing ever and her grandparents say she’s a complete angel. So why is she so awful around me? Me, her very favorite person in the world!

4. My boss and I (who between us comprise our entire department) had to move to a new office this week and I can’t get my keyboard and mouse arranged to my satisfaction and I think I now have carpal tunnel syndrome and my bad shoulder is hurting as well. Plus now Boss and I are thisclose to one another and there’s no one else around and he can hear and see everything I say and do. Which, as a model employee I shouldn’t be bothered by that, but still.

5. The vending machine on my floor is out of Diet Coke.




Last Friday night we were driving to dinner in the rain and noticed that Phoebe would laugh every time the windshield wipers swiped. She was just delighted. It’s funny to think that she may have never seen or noticed windshield wipers before (she’s only been facing forward in the car for a short time.) How lovely it must be, to be a baby and to have so many new experiences in each and every day. It must help to make up for all that falling down that babies do.

Comments

Anonymous said…
Oh, Dad called me and Casey a piece of crud many times. Funny, I don't think mom ever got mad. Hmmm... (just kidding, mom)

I am sorry about your pants. I hate when that happens. Why is one size in one color or brand is never the same anywhere else? Who has time to try on a pair of pants at the store?

I am also sorry about Mallory's behavior. Noah is doing the very same thing. Oh he is so sweet to everyone else, but the minute he gets around me, he is horrible!

only about a month more....
Anonymous said…
that was from me. (I know you knew)
Anonymous said…
you know what is bugging me? The internet company that we have chosen (#1 because it was the only one that was available in our area) has a terrible signal. Every time I get on my laptop, it cuts me off in about 2 minutes. Very frustrating...

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