That "Thursday" should be in quotation marks, because, of course, it's Friday.
Last night I had to cover a school board meeting, and then I came back to the office to help sort out some issues with the tax sale list (you know, the one where if you don't pay your taxes, they run your name and property in the paper, and then they sell it?) And didn't get home until 10:30.
Because, gentle readers, in our county, while the tax collector's office uses computers to keep up with their records, they REFUSE to put those records onto a disk for us. And we had to scan in the pages. All 109 of them.
Twice, because we couldn't get the first batch to work. And the second time, there were three of us scanning.
I'm not sure what the point is of me even weighing in, because once again, I DIDN'T LOSE A THING!
(AND YES, I AM WELL AWARE THAT I'M SCREAMING!)
That's a solid four weeks now of 159. It's almost like my body is rebelling.