Oh, Kelly, I think you need to cut yourself some slack BIGTIME.

What I remember is that you were IN the hospital - then OUT of the hospital. Then you found the cottage and it was yours - and then it wasn't. Then you were IN the hospital again. Then you found this apartment.

Now, I call that one heck of a lot of stress!

Now I want to try to make you laugh. I had a cell phone and people kept trying to tell me that they tried to call me - but it just rang and rang at their end. (I don't have voice mail on it). My brother started to bug me about it so I took it into the company and guess what - the phone was broken and would not ring. They gave me a new one.

That same day I went shopping and stopped to get a salad.
While eating I could hear this phone ringing and ringing. It was irritating and I thought "Lord, I wish they would answer that phone."

AND THEN I REALIZED...............it was MY phone that was ringing........and it was my brother calling me. I had to suffer through a lot of stupid sister jokes.................