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.

I was too naive to even ask either of my parents to take my order card to work. I did force my mother to drive me into town so I could sell them door to door, though, so I could get at least a few boxes sold. My folks never suggested they take them to work, so I don't know if they were opposed or just as naive as I was!

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

First 45? At least? I feel lucky to post before the first 500 these days. Back to catch up...

Aimee, one thing you can do, too, is to write letters of explanation and send them to the credit agencies. They have to append them to your report and notify the people who gave you bad credit, they may then remove the negative credit for you. I had to do that with one apartment I rented when a debt that I owed to the government popped up even after it had been forgiven. Nothing was ever supposed to go on my credit report, but it did and you can believe I wrote a pretty nasty letter to them when I found out.