Life smacks me upside the head

I got up long enough to phone into Ipsos, cancelling my shift this evening, and then crawled back into bed and lay there feeling utterly miserable. When George went out to pick up some groceries, I asked to go with him, since I didn't feel safe being alone.

It's a good thing I did, because...

( Financial horror story )

"Take THAT!" says Life, seeing me feeling sorry for myself, and promptly slaps me into, well, next week.