So, my super-fantastic-weekend-of-fun was…exactly that. I flew to New Jersey to spend a few days with my sister and her family. Colin (my nephew) is FOUR today, and the weekend was partly consumed by his birthday party, plus my sister and I got to spend Sunday afternoon visiting the City, seeing Wicked and getting makeovers at Sephora. I also had some quality time with 21-month old Hannah (oh, and Colin, Debra, and Matthew, too).
But, yeah. Back to reality. A house that is in dire need of straightening and cleaning (mostly because I’m hosting Thanksgiving, yikes), a backlog of quilts, and dang it, it’s time to decorate for the holidays.
And speaking of reality, after I walked in the house Monday night and said hello, I noticed the pile of mail. I should have ignored it as the piece I chose to open was the bill for my trip to the Emergency Room.
I just about needed ANOTHER trip to the ER thanks to the heart attack I got when I saw the total.
The billed amount? $1226
Thanks to the insurance adjustment, I “only” have to pay $536.
I was using my rotary cutter this evening and you had better believe I was excruciatingly careful with every single cut I made.