Thank you Bizi (((HUGS)))

I'm not in the habit of doing this, and I feel like a scum bag, but...
I found the tag and packaging for that jacket in the trash, and they were squeaky clean! The tag was attached to the zipper with string, so I was able to tie it back on. I sprayed the jacket with Febreeze fabric refresher so it no longer smelled like smoke, and let it dry so it didn't smell strongly of Febreeze either, and I packed it up to send back. Hopefully I will get a full refund (minus shipping). But even if I don't, I really don't care. I bought it with a gift card, the jacket was too big, so I know I wasn't going to wear it out. There was no exchange option, so I ordered the jacket in a medium and it should be here on Saturday. It better fit, but it should since I had plenty of room in the large. Corey thinks I'm nuts.

The Dulcolax/bisacodyl tablets I took caused stomach pain and made me nauseous, but they didn't work at all. I will have to take mag. citrate next week... probably Tuesday because I have an appointment with my pdoc Monday.

Last night Corey admitted he had run out of excuses, and it was time for me to finally get my bed frame
I already know which one I want. I could order it online and have the furniture store deliver it, but I really want to get him to the furniture store to get him to look at mattresses. Last night he was talking about upgrading to a king if we got a new mattress, but I think that was just drunk talk. We don't have room for a king size bed. I would be very happy if we did get a whole new bed, but I'll have to see what he's open to once he's sober.

He didn't wake up to his alarms this morning, probably because he got totally s-faced last night. He's lucky I woke up at 6am and knew it was Friday, but he's usually out of the house a lot earlier than that, so he threw a fit. I hope the rest of his day goes better.

I have to go to the grocery store and the butcher shop today. I'm not exactly excited about it, but I shouldn't complain since I've had a pretty easy week for once.