Okay. My patience is wearing very thin. Last week we made another offer on a house. This is the third offer we’ve made so far. It was a very clean offer - we didn’t ask for anything from the seller. Oh yeah, and we also offered $10,000 above the asking price! (Let me not forget to mention that little fact.) Well . . . Yesterday we found out that our offer was rejected. (There were eleven offers submitted!) I wonder what the accepted offer had in it that ours didn’t. Maybe they offered their first born child as a bonded-slave. Probably!
After a trying day at work and the aforementioned distressing news, Angela and I decided that we definitely deserved Starbucks. And so we stopped and bought ten bucks worth of coffee on the way to pick up Kevin from his office. Ya know, a sugary-chocolatey-coffee-something always has the ability to comfort me after a bad day.
Later on that evening, after Kevin’s softball game (the final one of the season, in which they never won a single game!!), some friends invited us to ColdStone. As we stood in line, I told Kevin: "This is great - Starbucks and ColdStone all in one day!" Kevin reacted strongly, thinking about the impact to his pocketbook: "I forgot about that! Wow." Amy then reminded him that it was a great way to make up for their rotten, bad day. "Our day wasn’t that bad," Kevin replied.
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