Jiggety Jig

Good news people!  I'm home for a whole week,  and then another after that.  What can I say?

Tomorrow, my futon arrives.  I couldn't be happier.  I started rearranging furniture last night.

Tonight I'll sweep and vacuum the front room.  And tomorrow... FUTON!!!!!

It's the little things.

Or this case, a bigger little thing.

I'm working from home tomorrow, and my primary goal is to get my expenses done.  I have eight reports to do, and it's going to hurt a little.   Or, a lot.

I need to work on getting some graduation cards for some of the kids on Matt's side.

I found a Father's Day card yesterday, so perfect for my Dad that I bought it.  Yes, I know.

But the greeting card industry does such a shitty job with Father's Day, I had to reward Avanti Press for their excellence:

The inside reads, "Happy Father's Day...From The Family".

I have no idea what I'm going to do with it.

And yes, I know I need help.



When I first got married, we bought a futon. We couldn't afford the frame, so we just put it on the floor and slept on it that way for two years. What I'm saying is, I don't find it weird at all that you bought a Father's Day that's perfect for your dad. He can see it, you know.