I hate making phone calls.

I stutter. I lose my train of thought. my messages ramble endlessly. (and needlessly). but this was The Morning Of The Phone Calls. thank you Monica for calling me so I didn't have to call you. you don't know how much easier it is to answer the phone than to place the call myself. I've booked KJ's tires and oil change for this afternoon, then pick up stuff at RJ. booked Rips boarding in June. made oil change appt for new truck Wednesday. whew. and it's only 8:50 a.m. I am woman, hear me roar.