So I got J.J. to call Citibank to plead our case. 10 minutes later, the late fee's waived, my APR is back down to a reasonable level and my credit report is once again safe. I know it's vaugely manipulative, but I'll take what I can get.
(Oh, and in case you're wondering, Stroker is my new nickname for J.J. Mostly when he's doing something particularly strokey)
So, I got suckered into working late on Thursday night at work, which essentially means I have tonight and tomorrow night to clean the house, do the laundry, mow the lawn, pack us and both kids, finish assembling Eli's 4-H poster, etc., etc. We have to be at the airport at about 3:00 a.m. on Saturday, so Friday night's pretty shot. Oh, and did I mention that it's VBS week at church? So the kids don't even get home until 9:00 each night this week? AND that the grant proposal that typically takes us a month or so to get put together came out last Friday and is due this Friday?
It's all part of the universe making sure I'm good and ready for that vacation by the time I get to it :)
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