Well, I’ve had several drafts brewing around here for a few days, but I’m going to push most of them aside…
I thought the worst of my (last) week might have been when Girl On Top called me a creep.
Granted, my post was well deserved of such a tongue-lashing. In my defense (of which I have no right whatsoever), I thought it was a funny at the time (in a ha-ha-just-kidding kind of way), but it wasn’t taken that way. Actually I kind of forgot about it, and ended up running across it again. Which is fine – I can accept that I’m still in a pretty dense mental fog, and that I sometimes forget that people “reading” me don’t always catch my immensely dry sarcasm. And that I’m kidding 90% of the time. If I put myself in the frame of mind when I wrote it, it makes sense, but a week later……not so much.
Then I moved on and thought it might have been when the banker called and told me that the information for the account beneficiaries superseded the will – which wasn’t nearly as annoying as her not calling me for a month straight – including the time when I needed money to pay for dad’s 2008 tax return.
Nope – that wasn’t it.
It might have been Saturday, when my mother came in, and I volunteered to be her estate executor – unfortunately, I can’t disclose at this time what caused that to occur. Let’s just say it may be deja vu all over again.
Then it might be today, when I just spent three hours attempting to rid my ex-mother-in-laws computer of the PAV scareware – which is an absolute bitch to get rid of even using my usual methods, then finally used windows restore to set it back before PAV was installed.
That might be it.
What a whipping of a week.
