First, I'd like you to know that I conquered the Jello (see this post for the back story).
After realizing my mistake, I decided that since I was was "in town" I'd run into Marshalls. What seemed like an innocent, "I'm only running in for 1 or 2 long sleeved tees", turned into a downward spiral of ceramic knives, hand towels, boots, coats, and...need I say more. I'm convinced that Marshalls and their cohort, TJMaxx, are, in fact, the devil in disguise.
So, "what's my punishment?", you ask. Well, I nicked myself with the sharpest blade known to man, got discouraging looks from my husband, and have to rehash all that tossing and turning before classes begin tomorrow. Yes, folks, justice is served.