May or May Not Monday

May or May-Not Monday: Where you can divulge the secrets of life's mishaps without feeling like a failure. So go on... own up. I may have...

I may or may not have gotten more free furniture from generous neighbors, a pair of bookcases and a hutch. Now the hutch is white and I wanted to bookend the hutch with the cases so naturally they would need to be white too. They came to me brown. I bought spray paint thinking it would be a quick turn around. It went on with drips everywhere on the first coat. They look terrible. They were drying on my patio and a wind storm came and blew them over. One took notches out of my outdoor table that took me forever to sand. More sanding is coming my way. I moved them into my garage last night to avoid further humiliation from the deluge of rain that is pouring this week while I try to figure out how to make it work. On a side note, fall has arrived with cold and lots of rain to put out all the fires decimating the West. 

I may or may not have cancelled our trip to Yellowstone on account of snow already falling at the park. It's not the experience I want to have there. Though I'm hoping there might be a reprieve in the cold so we can make it over this month. 

I may or may not have finally gotten around to getting the photos off my phone. I only had 23 Chatbooks worth. Now I'm waiting to receive them in the mail so I can delete them off my phone. 

I may or may not have gone to war with those wasps with catchers and killed fifty in a day.  Though I didn't take pleasure in their dehydration death, I'm very glad they are gone. 

I may or may not have gotten out water bill and been floored by the price but mostly that the water company says we used more than we did last year with our sprinklers running half of what they did last year. I'm wondering if there's a leak, but the meter is not available for us to check without an employee coming out to access it. And then that's at the whim of the water company. 

I may or may not have figured out why my lips are peeling and blistering. Turns out I'm allergic to my lipstick - the one that has almond oil in the formula. I liked the color so much I thought I'd chance it. It was fine until two months in and then my lips screamed and decided to peel away and blister. It's cool, I got humidifiers out of the deal cause I thought it was dryness of the desert air AND there's a six month return policy cause its market is allergen folks like myself. But in the mean time my lips are painful and driving me crazy. 

My husband came home with a job offer and this may or may not be how he pitched it: we'd get paid the same, no retirement, and have to pay for our own insurance!! Sounds perfect, let's take it!