Today, a solicitor from a mutual fund company came up to my door and tried to convince me to buy mutual funds. He wanted my cell phone number so that he could "keep in contact with me." I didn't want to give it to him, but he was pretty persistent in asking for it. So finally, just to get him to leave, I gave him a fake number. I then called the fake number just to make sure it wasn't an actual person. I got the nasal operator woman, so I was ok.
Since then, I've been very grumpy. It could have been from the salesman. Heather also told me that I was snoring and grinding my teeth all night. I'm not sure what it is exactly, but I hope I snap out of it. Soon.
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