I feel bashful. Like Opie on the Andy Griffith Show. I feel like my face is all red and I am looking at the ground and kicking dirt and saying "awww shucks."
I don't plan to delete my LJ (I paid for permanent status, dammit), but this will be the last post. I don't plan to read it anymore, either…
Turns out my insurance is cut off at midnight tonight, not the end of the month. In a way, that's a good thing. Now I'll move my appointment…
A week off, but tomorrow I head to the home office for a week there.