been to jail and back

yes, my ass had been to jail and because hubby loves me that much- we've been to jail together. he came with me but now we're back, rockin' and rollin'.

kidding aside, yesterday we braced ourselves and went to the financing company clueless on what awaits us. the person i'm talking to on the phone was so unaccomodating and her voices sounded like i will be thrown into jail upon going to their office.

and it was really a jail and an office rolled into one, if not jail-like. the room is so messed up, im assuming they're keeping it clean though. the smell is so lung-cancer-causing from i dont know where that stink is coming from and the people not so professional if not civil to deal with. this place can never put someone's ass into jail! their threats were all a joke, big joke.

after hubby calmed down and my nervousness broke down, we found ourselves laughing at my own hysteria. I can be dead now for being so hysterically nervous yesterday. tsk tsk

upon signing on restructuring my cousin's account with them i have to swear to hubby this;

after helping my cousin with her loan and making myself suffer all anxiety and tension in the world, i, for the love of myself and my family promise not to be a co-maker again, ever.