After my first surgery my coworker told me that I could claim anesthesia for any brain-farts for up to six months after surgery. We had marked the office calander that I could claim drug-induced stupidity until October 3rd.
Due to the second surgery, my anesthesia excuses have been extended until January 20th next year. I'm also claiming that I get double-excuses for the next three months, since they overlap my previous excuse timeline.
Last night I earned an excuse...
We had received a few more bills in the mail, and I was writing checks and stuffing envelopes. I'd also received a bunch of cards from family and friends. And The Hater had some mail. We were swimming in a table of mail.
We ate supper and moved on to other things. I walked back to the kitchen and noticed that there was only one stamped envelope waiting to be mailed... but I know I'd written two checks.
I checked the checkbook, et viola, the stub existed. I had thrown away the stamped envelope with the check inside of it. Stupid. At least I didn't throw it into the garbage with the corn husks, silks, and cobs...
The Hater rolled his eyes at me. I forgot to remind him that I could continue to claim anesthesia for a while. If I remember, I'll do it later.
And Then There Was One
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