Congratulations, msbelle! Very exciting.
In very unexciting news, somebody just smashed the window of our car and stole Emmett's DS. Of course, we know not to leave things where they can be seen and entice thieves but it was kind of a broken play day where I had gone to pick up Emmett on a weekday morning to work on his paper, and I had Matilda because her school is closed to do parent-teacher conferences. Discombobulated, you know?
So. March: my contract job ended, we're low on money, car gets booted ($1,000 to unleash it. Roughly one-third the value of the car. A month's rent.), stress about money, stress about Emmett's stupid iSearch project, stress about EM's neck surgery and now...smashed window and Emmett distraught about losing his DS. (Though he's already getting over it.)
Plus, I'm driving down to LA this weekend to do my Tom Waits tour with plastic and duct tape over the window.
We do have insurance but the deductible is $500 and the window will be $240. We just can't afford to fix it now.
This is not my favorite month ever.
Matilda was quite irate. "Who would break our window?!"
Emmett and I have been singing the lament of Terry Pratchett's Wee Free Men: "Wailey! Wailey!"
Now I've got itchy little cuts all over my hands from cleaning out the glass.
And
I have to finish writing a piece that's going to be posted tomorrow. And work on Emmett's home work project.
I beg your pardon but I'm going to have to use strong language here: "Fooey!"
Phew, I feel better.
Now if I just had some vicodin and a pint of gin.
Shit Hec, that sucks especially on top of the rest of the month. Sorry about the Funyun-eating bastards who broke into the car.
YAY House!!
Boo window smashers!
I'm not even going to read the letter. I have enough creepy male entitlement around me as it is.
My newest pet peeve (I sure go through a lot of these in the course of a day): people telling me how to do my job. I know how to do it! That's why it's my job!
HATES THAT, especially since they are so very often WRONG.
Congrats msbelle!
Happy Birthday libkitty!
Good luck with baby, CL!
March quit beating up on David!
Hey, someone on LJ posted a Happy Birthday to Libkitty!
Happy Birthday Libkitty!
Does March need to go back on the LIST?
March quit beating up on David!
I am so looking forward to April Fool's Day. Unless, it's extra bad tricksy.
Emmett was bummed because he had just collected three legendary Pokemon. But then we quoted our favorite lines from Archer and cheered ourselves up.
"Don't be shitty, Barry!"
"Yeah, Barry!"
"Oh, I can't believe you shot me! You know how much I hate that!"
He just went back into his room to work on his paper yelling, "Hooray for metaphors!"
Does March need to go back on the LIST?
March has totally sucked rancid donkey cock.
However, as we were all gathered around the car and I was sweeping out the glass, and JZ was cleverly fashioning a new window out of a clear plastic quilt case and tape and Emmett and Matilda were sitting on the sidewalk watching I did use it as a Teachable Moment with Emmett.
I mean, he sobbed hard about losing his DS but only for about fifteen minutes. And I just said, "This sucks, but sucky things happen and you deal with them. Matilda's fine, you're fine. All limbs are intact. Sometimes you get big random checks in the mail. This is not one of those days."
My new pet peeve: being informed while on a trip that my meal allowance is being cut IN HALF. Seiously, WTF!? Also, grrr. And, booo. One of the other major companies has a similar meal allowance to what I've just been told--but it's a per diem, which means they get cash and can spend or not, and spend more one day and less the next etc. Very different. Grrrr.
