oops

some days you just want to runaway. today i wanted to sprint, dig a hole, bury myself, and hide...for a very long time. long story short. i pay the bills. while writing the check for the mortgage bill i made a small mistake. i started over with a new check, put it in the envelope, sealed it. saw old check, thought i had forgotten to put in envelope, re-open envelope, insert old check in with new check, re-seal it and off the bill goes. today, this morning, check our account (normal morning routine) and i see RED. RED is not good people. it hit me like a ton of bricks. genuis (that's me) put the old check that was supposed to be thrown away in with the new check and the mortgage people thought mrs. tingle was being a super bill-payer and paying two months worth of mortgage instead she is a big ole idiot who now has no money and is freaking out to her husband on the phone and he has no idea what she is saying because wife is HYSTERICAL and crying and talking in a high pitch voice only henry dog can understand (my dad at this point it totally feeling terry's pain). terry and i spend the next two hours of our life trying to stop the bleeding, put out the fire, and basically kissing everyone's butt we talk to on the phone, just begging for some sympathy. we survived, i guess. we are overcoming - that's a better way of looking at it. let me just say that my husband was amazing. he was so kind when he could have been angry. he was so encouraging when he had every right to be disappointed. he was so terry...that's why i love him.