Not his day...

Just a quick note about what happened in the 24 hours following the fire.

First, there was the fire. Not good. Then my husband went into the back of
the furnace to take out the stove pipes and he stepped on a nail. He didn't
bother going to see a doctor about it or to get a shot. So he goes to bed
and SNORED the whole night. He kept me and the cats up all night. Then in
the morning we were about to leave to do my paper routes and my cat was
sitting in the paper bag. He goes to move her out of it and she bit him.

I went out and got him a lottery ticket. I hope he wins at SOMETHING this
week.