I'm pretty sure there is no such thing as a fillion of anything but just in case there is I'm pretty sure it's a really, really lot.
The youngster had a rough start to her day and had multiple mini-meltdowns while I was trying to work. I would love to ignore that but the behavior typically gets destructive and frankly I can't afford much more property damage right now.
Then the phone calls started. A call from the transporter. A call from a therapist. A call from the office. A call from the victim-witness advocate.
Then the doorbell. A package delivery. The next door neighbor.
Aiiieeeeeee!!!!!
The good news? The transporter fetched the youngster for a visit with her sisters. And the neighbor wanted to talk about a solution she had in mind for our downed common fence. The fence situation is only going to require a pen and a checkbook ($700) on my part and rather than a repair, we will just replace the fence with a new one and be done with it for the next 15 years or so.
