May 1, 2015 § Leave a comment
Behold today’s most pressing form of “maintenance”.
Somewhere in this stack of medical bills is hidden $732 that I, in my manic administrative hyper vigilance, zealously overpaid. Now I am tasked with my least favorite activity in the entire world EVER — phone calls. Phone calls about money. Ughhhhhhhhh.
I am motivated solely by the notion that $732 could probably buy a girl quite a bit of hole in a wall.