Let's see...Wednesday. What I did do Wednesday? Kind of nothing. Weird day at work, as everyone seemed quite cranky. I did, however, get a call from the insurance company. They've cut the check for $280 to help cover taxes on the new car, and they're going to reimburse me $96 for the tow of my old car from the accident scene. So, that's cool. It'll help pay for the garage (still waiting to see if the buyer will also help pay).
Oh, wait. My wife is late. Two things about this. First, she's never late. She's on the pill. That's stuff regulated. She's never been late when on the pill.
Second, we done did it but once over the past month. She's on the aforementioned pill. I use the rubber devices with the spermicidal lubricant. So, the chances that this is anything other than stress or whatever are quite slim. But her telling me that led to two immediate thoughts, in the following order.
1. Shit. We can't afford another baby.
2. Hey, if she's late, that means we can do it tonight.
Kick to the end zone. Touchback.
Life's ball: 1st and 10 on their own 20.
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