Dana, you've got to hear the lovin' in a Peter Wimsey accent, not a cowboy one.

Future candidate for Guess That Buffista!

I was meant to go to work today. I did not. I feel terrible and terrible about it. I'm afraid to look at the e-mail I sent this morning, because I suspect it was in no way coherent.

Christ.

I can't believe I have to do this for two more days this week. And then next week? FIVE DAYS.

This shit is inhumane.

This shit is inhumane.

Is there someone we can write a letter to?

Okay, I gotta dive back into the morass of Excel and Access. Pray for me.

That time article goes on to state:

But at an afternoon news conference, Police Chief Heather Fong said police had no information that anyone had put a leg over the railing, and she said no shoe was found in the animal's enclosure. She did not address whether the victims had teased the tiger.

I can't believe I have to do this for two more days this week. And then next week? FIVE DAYS.

I was just bumming out about that at lunch! How will I survive next week?!? (The week after that, though, I'm off Wed-Friday to go to NC to visit my new nephew. Who better get his little butt out here! He was due 12/29!)

I am not back at work yet. But I have "this shit is inhumane" complaints anyway. Our insulation was supposed to come for six weeks or something, and we finally gave up and hired another company who came and did it the next day. So for about a month we've been running the propane heater without insulation in the roof. The SO jokes that the reason it's a few degrees warmer in our area than the neighboring town is because we were heating it. (The truth is that it's about five hundred feet lower in elevation.)

Anyway, because of that, we've been running through the propane like mad. We'd been trying to call the propane company and get them out there, but they missed the first two dates, thereby running us out of gas on NYE. We called today ready to kick up a ruckus, but it turns out they'd been out and refilled the tank yesterday. Which took the wind right out of our complaining sails.

But then we get to the site and the heater hasn't kicked on. We fiddled with it for a while, left and made our purchases, came back, and still nothing. There's no pilot; it's electronic ignition, I guess. But no heat. So the builder's called (or is calling) the furnace guy to come out and take a look at it, but if there's damage because we ran it out, I'm guessing we'll be the ones footing the bill.

Which a) makes me grumpy, and b) means we couldn't really work out there again today.

Still, tile got delivered, they're trenching across the road for the power and across our property for the water and later in the back for the septic. So we should be hooked up to our systems shortly. We ordered the woodstove and that should be installed at the end of next week or so. That'll probably be the last thing. The cabinetry guys finished up except for the mismeasured counters today. The electricians were there and gone, but I don't think they're done yet. Stain needs to be done, but it's going to need to warm up for that to happen.

Anyway, now we're at home 'cause the SO is sick and working in 41 degree house is shit that's inhumane. I'm catching up on deskwork and he's catching up on sleep so hopefully he can be good to go for when our work team gets here Friday.

Inhumane!!

This is what I'm saying!

I hope it is just a thingie that needs resetting, Liese.

I'm itchy. I want to go home and slather myself in lotion. Stupid weather.