in which I finally give up the Sunk Cost Fallacy

I need to get new skates.  I've had nothing but problems with my skates ever since I bought them, and it came to a head while I was reffing this past Saturday (the trucks were like "yeah, no matter how much you want us to be tight, we're gonna be loose and wobble all over the place, and the plate was like "yeah, no matter how much you crank down the screw to hold your toe stop in, we're not going to hold onto the toe stop, and when you go to stop with it, the toe stop's gonna come out and you'll fall face-first onto the ground") and I was just like THAT'S IT, THESE SKATES ARE GETTING CHUCKED INTO THE NEAREST RIVER.

I was kidding about the river-chucking part, but seriously - I have wasted too much time on these suckers.  I shouldn't be getting black toenails three years into wearing them.  I shouldn't need to remove both wheels in order to tighten the truck.

So yeah, I'm in the market for new skates. 

and the wheeee continues

so I survived Official Relief!  It actually was a great time.  (At one point I tripped and fell just as my jammer was getting lead - I was able to award lead, give the proper hand signal and keep my eyes on my jammer until I was able to get up.  One of the THRs said it was the highlight of his weekend.)

Now begins the Crazy Crazy Period of Officiating:

• Tournament 
• Away doubleheader (only an hour away though)
• Tournament
• Tournament
• Home game & junior scrimmage
• Away doubleheader (about 2 hours away)
• Off
• Away doubleheader (about 2 hours away)
• Home doubleheader (and my kid's birthday weekend)
• Off (only because my kid's graduating from high school WTFOMGBBQ)
• Tournament

(and I thought I was taking it lightly this year. GUESS NOT.)