Shred

and I bought a paper shredder last Sunday. I had always thought one would be a good idea, but never got around to getting one. She had been talking about getting one more and more and finally took the inititiave, which is good, because I would have probably put it off again and again. Anyway, when we got home it was late, and she wanted to get ready for bed, so I opened the box and set it up so we could try it out. After I set it up (a.k.a. plugged it in) I was compelled to take the instruction manual for the shredder, which I hadn’t even opened yet, and shred it. I thought this was hilarious, but I didn’t tell Corinna for a few days because I thought she’d think I was batshit crazy. I am.

Today is my last day of work before an 11 day break. This day is gonna crawl…