Talked to my younger sister (the Voice of Reason) and she pretty much said it's not worth getting my panties in a twist over that amount of money and that it must have been a slow week with nothing for me to bitch about and that's why I let this bother me. Damn, the kid's smart...
So I wrote out the check to my BIL and mailed it at the post office so I couldn't change my mind.
Gads, I think I may be getting nice in my old age.
Nah
