Therapy.... Oh, I think so

Ok... so I went to my first "meeting" with my "group" and I got my "workbook" (sorry I seem to be loving the punctuation today!) and I knew right away I couldn't use it. It was one of those workbooks that are soft covered where you can only fill in the answers if you fold the cover back and wrinkle the spine to death. The book looks like garbage and your handwriting looks terrible because you can't lay it flat. So... I took it to Kinko's and had them cut the spine off and punch holes in the pages ( but not the covers... so I could slip them in the clear liner of the three ring binder). I had to ask if they had white binders because I don't care for the black ones. With a three ring binder I could add pages if I needed to.

Ready for the punchline? Here it comes.... After I explained all of this to the poor women behind the counter and sighed a huge sigh of relief when I had finished assembling my "new" workbook, I thanked her profusely and jaunted (yes, I use the word jaunted) out to my car...

I finally read the cover of the book (now resting comfortably in the clear sheath of the new, white, three ring binder) for the first time.

LOL!!!!!

I hope she got as big of a laugh out of this as I did! People, if you can't laugh at yourself...