Money Money Money
*Yawn*
*Stretches langourously*
I'm at home today, flist. No, not sick. Tired. :o) We both slept through our alarm today, and when we did wake up and my husband rushed downstairs, he stepped on the bottoms of his too-long sleep panst and ended up sliding down the stairs in a rather bumpy and painful manner!
So, it was an email to work to take today as a vacation day so I could take him to get looked at. He's fine, so far.
Thus, I'm home, which means I have time to actually post!
( Spending MONEY!!! )
*Stretches langourously*
I'm at home today, flist. No, not sick. Tired. :o) We both slept through our alarm today, and when we did wake up and my husband rushed downstairs, he stepped on the bottoms of his too-long sleep panst and ended up sliding down the stairs in a rather bumpy and painful manner!
So, it was an email to work to take today as a vacation day so I could take him to get looked at. He's fine, so far.
Thus, I'm home, which means I have time to actually post!
( Spending MONEY!!! )