More bad news

The mail today has brought an offer for a free phone if I activate another line (so, what? My cats can call me?), my light bill and a notice from Dru's insurance company of last year to tell me that the guy I hit may now be sending me legal documents. He's exceeded Dru's injury claim amount, his own insurance company won't pony up, and now he's going to sue me! What The Fuck!?

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I know better than to go to the grocery store hungry. Turns out I can't even go when I'm full: I splurge on tea. Two boxes of Stash's white/green Fusion (thanks for the rec, Rhi!), another of white/red Fusion, Red tea, and Darjeeling to top it off.

Just a few kitty snuggles and then I put everything away and contemplate dinner. It'll likely be more soothing broth with carrots and chicken, rather than the Mexican I've been craving - my stomach's still a bit touchy since Saturday night.

And of course, a whole boatload of tea.