SHHHHHHHHHH Don't tell Cristian

I love Heather's headline from yesterday. Why re-invent the wheel? And about not telling Cristian . . . TOO LATE. My plan earlier this week when I went to UPS to send the boxes of baby clothes was to do the world-famous credit card float. You know . . . buy me a couple of days. Send the boxes UPS . . . pay with credit card . . . pick up my paychecks on Friday . . . pay the credit card back . . . end of story. Yeah, it all worked out until "the pick up the paycheckS on Friday" part. New work policy is that the paychecks get locked up in the safe. And the only person that can open the safe and have access to the contents of the safe is the General Manager, who is hardly ever there when I go there. So I guess I have a new way to save money. Saves me that trip to the bank. I'll just keep all my uncashed paychecks locked up in the safe. Oops . . . digression. Back to the original story. Cristian went to do bills today and I was discovered. He checked out my credit card statement and wanted to know what on earth I had spent $85.16 on at UPS. (And how many cute Ross outfits could that buy me Celia Fae???) Oops. Next time I'll wait until pay day before visiting UPS. Or at least I'll do something FUN like rearrange furniture and paint rooms in the house. That's a way better SHHHHHHH Don't tell . . . . than my UPS field trip.