I’ve got a ton of work to do and zero initiative today.
Have another cup of coffee! Now I’m really leaving for the bank ... I need James’s birth certificate (guess I never got one), and the state records office requires a certified check, the bastids. Oklahoma was happy with a personal check; they just didn’t want an envelope full of change! Speaking of bastids, the benefits office at DP’s place of employment is requiring that we prove all our dependents exist, and that we were originally and are still married.
I’ll stop at the Food Lion and get some macaroni and cheese for lunch for the kids. Pat thinks he deserves a prize because it’s St. Patrick’s Day, even though his name is really Allen.