So I have one good leg, Well I had one good leg left. Tonight I run into the wall and now it's wounded.
THE DESIGN FLAWS IN A BOAT
You know if I ran into the wall - there is a cute story that goes with it. I had to turn on the lights 0n since there isn't a main light switch it wasn't designed that way you have to hike threw the darkness to find the light then reach up and turn it on. So my boo-boo is from a design flaw. It's not that I'm a klutz.
This isn't the first time that I have done this, but I'm in a pissy mood tonight and need something to bitch about.
So damn, I think I may be stuck in the house again for a few more days. I'm so sick of not feeling well. I have gained all my weight back cause I can't walk far. This really suxs.
Hopefully in the next few weeks my knee heals better, I always have the option to go to physical therapy but I just didn't really want to, but I may have to if it doesn't clear up next week when I go to the doctors again.
Tom and Poochie are getting sick of me not feeling good either. They think I'm just sucking it up and dragging this on, but really I'm not. It really does hurt. My knee feels like I've been kicked in the knee cap by a horse.
Of course some dogs will look at you like your lying.... One perfect example is this look:
Again this is shell's dog.... She's really not as innocent as she looks. She's really- really not.Now time for the WTF Story:
Any how Today I had to get some things done. Tom lost his Social Security Card so I had to go get it replaced for him. I did learn that there is a limit of 10 cards per lifetime. They won't give you anymore after the 10th one. GO figure..... So I went in the office - I was the only one in there. I had to check in with the guard that was there - and he gave me the instructions for the office... Which he read off the sign behind him. Then I had to go to a computer and push in #2 stating that I was there for a card replacement - and it printed me off a receipt. # 2409, then take a seat.
As soon as I sat down they called me. Now The reason for this long story is the WTF? If I was the only one in there, why did I have to go through all this crap? And Why did the guy had to read everything off the sign for me? So I got his card ordered but the crap you got to go through.

I also went to the Library today to get a form faxed. Gotta love Locals. I handed her the paper - and the fax number- she asked if it was local number...Guess that 1-800 that started my number wasn't a good enough clue. I said why yes, it's a local number. I didn't mean to confuse her. But I did. She had to get help to send a fax. But for a toll free number it cost me a buck to send it off.
























