My dad would sell the cookies at work. A bunch of other people at his office had kids in Girl Scouts, so they usually each bought one box from each of the other fathers selling cookies for their daughters.

Nobody in my department now has girls the right age to be in Girl Scouts. Actually, now that I think about it, there is one person with a 10-year-old girl, but I don't know whether she's in scouts or not.

I ordered some Girl Scout cookies. I need to track down that Girl Scout.

I need to track down a Girl Scout to sell me some cookies.

How you doing today, Aimee?

I'm ok. I started my new Sat job and it was good. Turns out, they buy everyone lunch on Saturdays. That rocks.

I'm still upset about the credit stuff. B&E think we should keep looking, but I am hesitant. I just .... I don't like rejection as it is. This seems like asking for it. If I wanted rejection based on superficial shit, I would have remained an actress.

I should have bought the Girl Scout Cookie ice cream, but I was trying to be good. I got a couple of pounds closer to my goal of losing weight so I can walk with less pain, while I was sick this week.

Sure. I go off and make supper, and wash dishes, and feed the cats, and scrub the kitchen, and here I am way up in the 30's.

Sigh. Foot elevated.

We only sold them to family. I am so tired of hawking stuff on behalf of the schools, clubs, etc.

The question is, did I do enough so I don't really need to go to the clinic? I don't have medical for another 90 days or so.

I mean, if I keep it clean, and keep dressing it, I should be okay. My only concern now is that i might not be up to date on my tetnus booster.

Daniel, do you have a doctor you can at least call and ask about this? Because you're a diabetic, and because it's glass, I'm worried. Are you sure you got all of it out the wound. I had a (young, non-diabetic) nephew, who got blood poisoning from a glass-in-foot wound. His mother was certain she'd gotten it all out.

I hope it heals quickly, and without trouble.

My Mother felt it was wrong for her to sell them at work.

Your mother and my dad. Since my parents never sold my Girl Scout cookies at work, I made it a policy to only buy Girl Scout cookies from an actual Girl Scout. I said that to one guy at work, and I got a quavering phone call from his daughter, who said, "My dad said that if I called you, you'd buy cookies." I, of course, did.

Cindy, it was a single thick chunk, and it pierced through my sock. It didn't hurt around the wound when I pressed the area, and the blood ran clear freely.

I do not have a doctor to call at this time, without insurance. I do not have insurance, it's a weekend, and it's 3 degrees outside.

I'm also exhausted from my 12 hour days, and have to get some sleep, soon. May nap until Andi gets home.

GInger - that is why I dragged K-Bug to the office to do the presale stuff herself. After that I didn't mind being the distribution person.

I got a quavering phone call from his daughter, who said, "My dad said that if I called you, you'd buy cookies."

Oh my. I'd be flat broke if that happened to me. Yeesh.

Aimee, if any of the potential apartments allow for speaking to someone in person, I'd go that route. Once they fall in love with you, you can explain about your credit and it won't seem so bad to them any more. Rejection sucks but putting it behind you is a nice resolve. And yay for a good first day and free lunch!

Yay for silver linings of being icky sick, sj.