June 15th, 2002

bundled up, walkabout, snow

Thirty cents.

My statement was off by .30. I tracked it down.

Now I plan to go to the bank of Monday to get it back. One of my checks was coded improperly, so .40 was entered as .70.

Thirty cents isn't worth bothering about? Maybe, but it's *my* thirty cents, not the banks, darnit. ;)

I am caught up on bills. Huzzah!

The sleepover is in full swing. Six pizzas decimated -- the leftovers barely make more than one, together.

And now for some par-boiled third graders....