One of Those Nights

One of those nights last night:

The health insurance issue is totally stressing Ernie out, making for a very short-tempered husband/father.

The van is still in the shop and it is seeming increasingly likely that it will not be emerging from said shop.

We're still waiting for someone to fix the microwave for which we paid a bunch of money.

Frustrating issues with the guys we are concerned about.

The week ahead:  Tuesday night we go to a middle school Open House.  Wednesday night I work.  Thursday night I work.

American Pickers has become virtually unwatchable.

The house is a mess.

The yard is a mess.

Ernie cut his hand slicing sweet potatoes on the mandoline. 

I walked on Annie's tail.

If we have to replace the van it means my bathroom will stay in its current state.

I have allergies and they give me a headache.