Can I just go cry now?

In preparation for packing everything to go to DC tomorrow I washed all the laundry today. I just went to get the enormous load of all the kids' clothes out of the dryer and realized that there is hot pink crayon melted all over everything. I didn't think S-Boogie even had pockets big enough to put crayons in.

I just got a nice email from Geico informing us that our premium has now doubled since we moved to Seattle.

I also realized yesterday that I haven't looked at the paper I'm reading since March, so maybe I should read through it once before I read it to a crowd.

I haven't had time for a haircut since July and my hair looks terrible. I've also broken out majorly this last week and I never managed to get some decent brown dress shoes to replace my beaten down Doc Martens from my mission. I feel so professional.

I've gotten several nice emails from people over the last few days and I won't have time to respond before I go.

Sigh.

Comments

JB said…
What a rotten day. Sorry, Foxy.
10/03/2006 8:36 PM
Desmama said…
Junk. I'm sorry.
10/03/2006 8:53 PM
Kengo Biddles said…
Crummy day, Foxyj. You can always change insurance companies (Geico was really stiff on rates for us). And I know how frustrating a messed up load of laundry can be!

As my wife says, the devil can't enjoy ice-cream, so go have some B&J or your fav to say "Ha!" and feel a bit better about your day.
10/03/2006 9:03 PM
Jenny said…
It always seem like undesirable things happen one right after the other. Sorry about the crap day(s).
10/03/2006 9:07 PM
skyeJ said…
poo on all the pink crayons. Well, maybe not all. Then you might've had poo dried into the clothes, too. Not a good situation. Dried poo.
10/04/2006 5:05 AM
AmyJane said…
Yikes, woman. Our Geico premiums went up after our move too. Gotta start looking again, I guess. Good luck with everything. Let me know if you find out how to get rid of crayon.
10/05/2006 9:44 PM
Earth Sign Mama said…
Trouble with car insurance---your risk is dependent on where you live. So leaving behind Provo for a bigger urban area like Seattle is what has likely caused this leap. When we moved away from our mostly Amish neighborhood (yes-horses and buggies were common on the road near our house) to Vegas-Baby, our premiums experienced a ghastly leap. Headline on the paper there "LV:#2 in Nation for Car Thefts". Oh.
10/06/2006 3:08 PM
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