And this is just one example of why I haven't blogged in a while...

Honestly, Alan Funt and the Candid Camera team were clearly 

following me tonight. 

 
I left work at 5:05, as I turned on to N. Main one of the girls 

from the office called because some stuff went down today 

between her and a co-worker and she wanted to know if I 

thought she was wrong.  That conversation lasted for about 

20 minutes during which time I got home, came in the 

door and got dinner going. Got off the phone with her, talked 

to Frank a bit, set the table and found out that Michael had a 

mountain of homework.  Not good.  This led to a HUGE 

discussion about why he's not getting his homework done 

in a timely manner and to be fair, there was just a lot of it.

 
 
So we eat and I decide that I am going to leave him home 

and go to small group by myself.  I'm supposed to be there 

by 6-6:30 and it is now 6:15. Frank is not cool with that 

because no one knows if the boy will actually WORK while 

we're not here.  This makes Michael mad and he storms off

 out of the house in to the yard (in his socks - which is 

something he has gotten in trouble for TWICE this week 

because he's ruining all his socks!) and starts playing 

with the kids across the street.  Now, there is going to 

be a huge brawl between my two males so there was 

yelling and crying and Michael storms back IN to the house 

and drops his binder on the ground (the 3 inch thick one) 

and everything came flying out.  Why?  Because he "forgot" 

to punch holes in most ofhis stuff.  Now we've got to 

rearrange the binder. 

 
At this point TWC calls to say that I have a past due 

account that is going to affect our service.  I had let

the machine pick up so now I've got to call them back

and I am number 12 in the queue!  So I'm holding and 

holding and Frank tells me that Target had called 

(several times this week it turns out) and my thyroid 

prescription has to be picked up tonight or I will have 

to have my doctor call in another one. 

 
YOU CANNOT MAKE THIS STUFF UP!!! 

 
I finally get to talk to a TWC rep and all of their hooplah 

(3 calls this week) was over a past-due balance of $25.22. 

Seriously?? I get off the phone with them, send Frank off to 

band practice because they are playing at a charity event 

Friday night and I leave to go and pick up my prescription - 

it is 7:15 by now.  I get in the car, drive to Target.  We put

new front brakes on my car this morning and the car starts 

making this hideous squealing sound coming from under the 

car.  At that point I was like "Stick a fork in me, I'm done". 

 
So here I am. Blogging...sigh.