That's Sleep-Cheating!

Today I'm happy because I finished not one but TWO scarves last night - and one only took me about an hour from start to finish. (I love enormous knitting needles.)

And now, a Bankruptcy story: I am endlessly amused by some people. While riding the elevator to the first floor yesterday, I had to pause on the sixth floor for a couple to get on. (The sixth floor is where the bankruptcy trustees hold their initial meetings with the filers.) The woman proceeds to open her purse and put a bunch of (unspectacular) rings on her fingers.

As baffled as I am by the woman who came to court wearing every bit of gold she could find at the pawn shop, this was infinitely more amusing to me - this one actually went to the trouble of taking her jewelry off in order to make sure she appeared destitute. As if the trustee, with a greedy little twinkle in her eye, would otherwise have leapt over her desk, grasped the filer by the hands and hissed, "Why, is that REAL silver?! HAND IT OVER!"

I'm in my little clear plastic retainers. Boy those are fun.

I did manage to stun the assistants at my orthodontist's office. While reviewing the Retainer Regulations, Kim noted that I was not to wear it while eating, swimming, participating in rough sports...and she interjected "Although I don't see that being a problem." I had to stop her there - as I was wearing a skirt, I pointed at my badly bruised and swollen left knee, then showed off my even worse-bruised right thigh. She expressed horror and asked what I did, and I shrugged and said, "Dirt bike." Three assistants whipped around and stared at me for a moment. Linda laughed, and Kim declared, "Well, THAT'S one I wouldn't have guessed!"

I love surprising people.

Today I'm going to check out a house. On paper, it looks pretty perfect, and I almost took it right over the phone. It's out in the country in Groveland, it's $800/month, it's a two-bedroom, two-bath with a garage (although he says it's 1500 square feet, so it's either HUGE or he's lying - I'm hoping for the latter, because I really don't WANT that much space), he'll accept my pets, and it's on the guy's property. All 105 acres of it. So the closest neighbours OWN my house, and I'm still a good distance away from them. Oh, and his property also includes 30 acres of orange groves, cattle, a pond...basically, at this point, if the roof isn't caving in, I'm taking it.