I have been trying to block calls from Crazy Lady Down the Street Now in Jail since the last post. (AAAAAARRRRRRRRRRRRRGGGGGGGGHHHHHHHHHHH!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!) I finally tracked down a number for the Prisoner info line, spoke with a real person tonight, and that real person took my number with the assurance that her sergant would manually block the phone number. I've had two calls tonight since calling them. I feel like I can't win.

Other the plus side, my 2 posters for the church are done... but I discovered tonight when I downloaded the pictures that my lens must be dirty. I hope they work anyway since this is almost two weeks of work (between aggravating phone calls and real work!)

Long, expensive week. Had dentist appointment, verdict is that one tooth is already dead and needs to be pulled while a second tooth needs a root canal/dental crown. Went to eye Dr and now have a new expensive set of glasses on order. *sigh*

Daughter of Crazy Lady Down the Street called asking for money to get their water turned back on. Sorry Girl, the well is tapped dry here. There are three people working in that household so they better learn to manage their money. I'm not carrying them anymore. The younger kids are leaving to move in with their aunt and uncle so the only reason I ever helped is leaving. Kids should not pay for the adult's stupidity and with them gone, I don't care. Rumor is their money is going for drug and alcohol habits which I will NOT support. Crazy Lady got herself thrown into Jail for domestic violence and she was the only one who ever made an attempt to pay a bill even if it was half hearted. I'm just fed up with them all. Sigh, doesn't sound very Christian of me but I'm human also. There must be a parable about something similar but it escapes me right now...

My painting is till half done, the house is half cleaned and the project for church is barely started. (Bet you thought I was gonna say half done, right?) I guess I'd better get started on SOMETHING but I have to leave for work in about a half hour. maybe the priority should be to go get dressed. *sigh*