Bbblbt. Trying to refinance the Jeep, because it’s got an appalling interest rate thanks to our piss-poor credit last year, but we’ve had a year of on-time payments and have cleaned up the rest of the stuff haunting us, at least so far as we can determine, and so we thought we’d see if we could get a lower interest rate loan. Anyway, so I called the credit union that’s holding our loan and failed to be able to talk to someone who can help me, which is v. annoying. I left a message, but still. V. annoying.
Hm. Speaking of calling people I should call the candy people and tell them which samples we liked.
Okay, that’s done and it was kinda fun. Hee hee hee.
Ok, now for car insurance. Ah, the joy of money. (“Money! I hate, loathe and despise money!” “You also spend it.” Name that movie.)
Google thinks it’s Meet Me In St. Louis (1944). (So I’m lazy…)