My wife cornered me up after we dropped the pooches off at the groomers and said, I want to take some of your stuff to Goodwill. (I didn't even think about suggesting we could take some of HER stuff to Goodwill.) The offshoot of it was I took ten pairs of really decent blue jeans, eleven pairs of cargoes, three good serviceable coats, about two dozen shirts, and some other stuff down there and dropped it off. (I think she's getting a head start on cleaning out the closet when I'm finished.)
On the way home, I was going to stop and get some money out of the bank, only to find my card had expired! Oh well, while I was there filed out a new application, and have an appointment to make sure, and get some proof that my kids if I suddenly kickoff get what little money is in the bank, and not my old friend Gavin.
When we stopped to pick up the dogs, we discovered Alex's collar, and leash had been shipped off with another dog to HIS home! The lady is supposed to retrieve Alex's collar, just paid tags, and his ID badge and bring it to our house.
We went to the store, while we were coming back from the Goodwill, just as we went to check out, momma got on the phone. No problem, old TD will just do the checking out. WRONG! The machine didn't like my OTHER card either! After promising to be good, and eat my supper, the machine finally relented and accepted my card. I sacked everything up and was ready to go by the time Jabber-jaws, I mean momma got through yapping on the phone. These time saving devices are taking up ALL of my time.
On the way home, I was going to stop and get some money out of the bank, only to find my card had expired! Oh well, while I was there filed out a new application, and have an appointment to make sure, and get some proof that my kids if I suddenly kickoff get what little money is in the bank, and not my old friend Gavin.
When we stopped to pick up the dogs, we discovered Alex's collar, and leash had been shipped off with another dog to HIS home! The lady is supposed to retrieve Alex's collar, just paid tags, and his ID badge and bring it to our house.
We went to the store, while we were coming back from the Goodwill, just as we went to check out, momma got on the phone. No problem, old TD will just do the checking out. WRONG! The machine didn't like my OTHER card either! After promising to be good, and eat my supper, the machine finally relented and accepted my card. I sacked everything up and was ready to go by the time Jabber-jaws, I mean momma got through yapping on the phone. These time saving devices are taking up ALL of my time.