So today I did a yard sale with my friend Kim. And made like $120 or something like that. Yay. So I'm all proud of myself, I take a $50 bill and make it my "tuckie" (I love having a tuckie) and I'm all excited. We leave Kim's because Josh has had it, he's just exhausted. And come home. And find a message on my voice mail that says that the Angel Food ministries that I paid $30 to for a shit-ton of food is donating the food that I never picked up today. I thought the pick up was TOMORROW. And of course, I offered to get it for a girl at work, too - so now not only am I out my $30, I have to give HER $30 back to her. There goes my tuckie.
On a good note - there are windows in the house now, and a front door on it. Woohoo!