oops, I did it again

I was walking down my stairs yesterday while simultaneously laughing at a cartoon in the New Yorker (in the background of the cartoon there's a woman tied to a chair and gagged while shadowy men are carrying something that looks like a TV out her apartment door - in the foreground is a cat staring at an almost opened can of food still attached to the electric can opener - the caption is "The Crime, to the best of Tiger's recollection") when I tripped and fell down the last two steps. Thought I was going to be okay, and walked down to Veda so my friend Cam could redo my highlights. But when I took my socks off for bed I realized I had broken my toe.

Today, it hurts. Wah.

My pedicure was not chipped at all. Nice job Karen at Voila!

productivity ratings

I made a list of tasks on Sunday that I need to finish by the end of the week and I've gotten almost all of them done. I am so a type. I like making lists though because it forces me to get shit done.

One thing I did today was refinance my house. I thought it was going to be a pain in the ass but it only took 25 minutes. My interest rate went from 5.75% to 3.3%. I should be able to pay my house off in less than 9 years, which would be nice, because I won't have to worry so much about making money.

My mortgage is with USAA. They are the best bank/insurance/brokerage company ever. The guy knocked my application fee down from $350 to $75. I'm barely paying any administrative costs. And my mortgage payment is $50 less a month even though I am doing a 15 year mortgage.

I'll be so glad when my house is paid off...

In other news I'm going to my first Denver Writer's meeting tomorrow since I had my surgery in January. Should be interesting...I'm going to read the new ending to my book.

ever wonder what would happen if you put mac & cheese in the microwave for 15 minutes?

The lid melted.

I had to take it outside so my fire alarm wouldn't go off.

This is what happens...I guess I accidentally punched in 20 minutes instead of 2. And right after I put it in the door bell rang and I was talking to a guy about an organization called Stop The Violence. About 15 minutes into our conversation I went back into my house to get some money for a donation and that's when I noticed the smoke.

Ech.

Microwave is in the garage airing out. I'm not sure if it will be useable again or not. I'm burning incense. My house smells disgusting...