I went home for lunch, and was dismayed to find the cottage in a right dirty state despite having vacuumed and cleaned it on Friday night. Also, the lock is sticking, the toilet doesn’t flush right, and there is no air conditioning to speak of.
After making my lunch, I drove to the insurance company to renew my renter’s insurance. (Really, it’s the best deal around if you rent, and possibly the only financially responsible thing that I do.) The problem is that as soon as I turned in the check and got my new policy, the first thing that came to my head was, “great, now I can burn down my home and be fully covered.” It’s kind of a sick thought that I furthermore wish I hadn’t said aloud, because the guy behind the desk gave me a kind of weird look. I’m just hoping I get to keep the policy. I like being responsible.
