Morning, people. It’s Saturday. I’m sure you already knew that. Calendars aren’t that complicated. It’s Mal’s birthday. I think he’s turning 11. I know his arrival will eventually pop up on Facebook’s memories, and then I’ll know for certain. It’ll be a couple of weeks however. I’m fairly certain I set Facebook so it doesn’t…
I worked out a budget this week. I was very proud of myself for setting it up. The spreadsheet I used only went up to October, but after plugging in the numbers, it looks like I should be ok, as long as I stick to the plan. It made me happy to see that, barring…
Yesterday sucked. It was soul-suckingly awful. There’s no other way to put it. We got there early, because that’s what he does. He was slated to be seen at 9:30 am, and popped out of the courtroom to update me at about 11:30. “They’re on recess right now, and they need to get one of…