
I'm back at work. It's really OK. For the most part.
But, sadly, the annoying folks at work? They're still here. But to balance that out, fun co-workers who have been gone are back from vacation too. So, you know, not horrible. Just the same stuff.
Also? Odd charges are showing up on my debit card. Charges from a place that has been closed for the summer (since mid-May) and are dated 6/30 - 7/2. And it's running my account into the negative numbers and could be super expensive in regards to those special fees. It makes me wonder why they would approve a charge this morning if my account is $20 in the hole supposedly. It makes my head hurt a little and then I get angry. I've made phone calls and sent emails and contacted my bank to get another card and put a claim through. Except I have to call back in a few days because a few of these hinky charges haven't gone through yet, they're just pending. But once they do go through,
then I can file another claim for those two items. It's happening to a co-worker of mine too. I suppose this is what I get for never carrying enough cash.

Enough whining. I declare that the rest of this post shall be whining-free!
I think it's pretty obvious that I did make it to the butterfly sanctuary and spent some time there taking pictures. Folks, butterflies are hard to capture in photographs.

The rest of the vacation was nice.
The time in WI was relaxing for a day or two and then it got boring. There's just not a whole heck of a lot to do in that area unless you have a boat or jet ski. I have neither. I went to the nearby lake for about 30 minutes and decided it wasn't my type of lake. Apparently I like quiet lakes. I visited a few antique shops in the area but didn't make any purchases. I actually left a day early because I got bored and the fireworks in the little town where I was staying had happened the week before. On my way home I stopped at the Bahai Temple and took some pictures of this gorgeous structure. I got home in time to meet up with friends and watch fireworks in their traditional spot.



Sunday I saw some folks I hadn't seen for a long time, met a new baby, and went to see Jersey Boys. Overall, a good week. Enough so that I woke myself up twice because I was laughing so hard in my dreams that I was sleep-laughing. That, my friends, is a happy way to wake up.