Please tell me I'm not awake *already*
I get home at 2am. Next thing I know, DPITA is getting ready to head out the door and the phone's ringing. It's 6. The call is from my parents regarding my car accident and the fact that my insurance company left me to the wolves, having me deal with the other company *myself*. ...aren't they supposed to go to bat for you?:eek:
We all chat for an hour... Mom calls me Cutie-Pie and I ask her suspiciously if she's heard anyone else refer to me as such... she says 'no' so I have to tell her about you ladies. She's laughing all over again.
I'm goin' back to bed, but I'll be back to harass y'all at a decent hour. (in the pm):cool: