So yesterday morning the "PS Truck" (per Lulu) came to deliver my medicine, and after we'd signed for it and the driver had gone back to his truck, he called out something to Husbandguy. Apparently his little brown scanner thing said that the package had been refused and reclaimed and it wouldn't let him tell it otherwise. But that wasn't true. And it's such a hassle to get my medicine that he was going to have a hard time getting me to give it back to him. We worked around it, though, and he went away happy and we went to the library (remind me to post later about my recent reading experiences).
Then later that afternoon the credit card company called and said that someone was making suspicious charges on my card. Stupid fraud perpetrator (is there an actual term for a person who perpetrates fraud?)! Now we've had to cancel my credit card, which we use for everything, and wait 3 to 4 days for a new one. Guess we'll be using HG's card at the grocery store this week.
But weird things always seem to come in 3's. Right? Does that happen to you too? So, unless you count Pappap saying that Lulu can spend the night at their house soon or Pete practicing her piano 2 days in a row (and I might...), we're due for something else weird to happen. Ooo! Maybe the dog will grow up overnight and be good or Lulu will learn to use the potty... You know - something weird but good.