I so did not want to come back to work this morning. So much so that I didn’t hear my alarm go off after I hit the snooze button the first time and I slept in until almost 8:30. That’s pretty bad when I leave the house by no later than 8:10 to get to work on time!
It was a nice four day weekend…for me, anyway. Thursday, the boy got home from work and informed me that his company had yanked his vacation days away from him…days that had been approved for QUITE SOME TIME…and told him that if he didn’t come in Monday morning to not bother showing back up for work. They were busy and shorthanded and needed him. You know why they were shorthanded? Because on Wednesday they fired two guys…FOR NO REASON.
Fucking bastards. Thanks for ruining our weekend. Y’all are goddamned lucky that I hadn’t made reservations at the hotel in Natural Bridge, like we had originally been planning. And this is not the first time you’ve done this to him. Fuckers.
I had to work Friday, but he had off. I could’ve taken the day off as well, but I do want to save a few days for when we go on our annual Sea Isle trip in September.
We did close early on Friday. I got out of work and headed off to the bank, where I managed to get into a bit of a car accident. Usually, I skirt the outside of the big parking lot that my bank is in, but the Easter flower vendor was sitting along the one side, so I decided to cut across the lot. When I looked over at the flower vendor’s tent, there was a red Dodge truck sitting parallel in front of it…I turned my head to check traffic coming from my left and when I turned my head to check the right, the truck was basically in my windshield. I stood on my brakes, but it was a bit too late. The passenger side of my car slid under his driver’s side bumper. I was very shaken up, apologizing profusely while still wondering how the hell did he get in front of me so fast? There was no exchange of information, as the damage to his truck was minimal…just a plastic piece on the side of his bumper was knocked loose.
My car, on the other hand…gouges along the front and top of my bumper. Missing paint. And a nice dent and a huge chunk of paint gone off of the hood where it curves over the passenger side headlight and the grill. My poor car.
Then I go to the bank. They tell me I can’t cash my check. The STBX has overdrawn the checking account. (This is the only account we still have together. Only reason is so that I can cash my paycheck (written on the same bank) without having to go through the hassle of showing ID’s and getting fingerprinted.) Teller starts bitching that the account is overdrawn.
Me through clenched teeth, still shaking from the accident: "Give me back my fucking paycheck. I just got into a car accident, you tell me I can’t cash my paycheck because the account is overdrawn. It’s not MY problem. Give me back my goddamn paycheck."
By the time I got home I was about ready to explode. So we decide to go to the grocery store. An hour and a half and $150 later and I’ve got spicy red pepper marinated steaks cooking and my soul is soothed. It’s amazing what a good chuck of meat will do for you!
Saturday…IKEA. We went to buy ourselves a giant media cabinet. I had found it online and it was PERFECT. Just the right size to fit on the one wall next to our entertainment center and it would hold all our media. All the DVDs, CDs, everything! It would all be hidden away inside and I would have some extra display space on top for stuff. Plus, all those annoying wooden media racks would be GONE.
Instead, we ended up buying a brand spankin’ new entertainment center. A big entertainment center, with enough storage to hold the TV, all the stereo/TV components AND all of our CDs and stuff. It is cool and looks so damn good.
Except for the fact that the glass shelves that go in one side don’t fit. They’re like 1/16th of an inch too big.
*sigh* Yes, I guess I have to call them. *double sigh*
We started putting the new entertainment center together after the Flyers beat the Devils. We finished putting it together on Sunday, while a nice beef roast, along with some chicken and hot Italian sausage stewed in the crock pot. We got it together and got everything set up, without any bloodshed. It looks good. DAMN good. I’ll take pictures of it one of these days when I feel like getting off of my lazy ass to do it.
Monday, I slept late. It sucked having a day off and no boy home to share it with. I felt like crap, so most of the day was spent passed out on the couch and doing laundry. Whee.
Yesterday I had to go to bankruptcy court for the meeting of the creditors. Gee, what fun. I hate driving in the city. Hate, hate, HATE it. Drove past the place and ended up parking like three blocks away because I wasn’t sure where the hell it was. Then I got stuck in construction traffic on the way home. Couple all that with the rain and I was quite annoyed. Plus, it’s been RAINING FOR FOUR DAYS STRAIGHT. This shit needs to stop.
And so does my updating. I have some blogs to read.
