ARGH! My idiot husband had our car towed to WINDER on Saturday. Winder is 15 miles from here. He somehow thought he was having it towed to the dealership in town, despite the fact that Winder is in another area code, the tow truck driver has to ask how to get to Athens, and the tow truck driver mentioned going past the Mall (our Ford dealership is closer than that.) I guess being stressed by dying cars makes you into an idiot.
And then he calls me at work to ask what to do about it and how he's going to get to work today, since he can't take a courtesy van out to a dealership in Winder to rent a car. I don't fucking know! Fix your idiot problem! I am the one who worked until 10pm, walked home, and got up and walked into work for 8am today! While you have been sitting around watching TV!
Okay, vent off.
Fay, all the best to you & your family.
How do they have any say if it's on your property, Sparky?
I don't think they do. They think they do because we asked them to split the cost.
I do think that my DH's email to them telling them the work was happening could have more clear - that we weren't asking their opinion, but he was trying to be overly nice. But their answer was two pages long with demands to see diagrams, etc.
I haven't been trusted to communicate on this matter with them for months. Ever since their contractor friend called me "little lady" and told me he knew what he was doing when I told him the swale he proposed wasn't going to work.
Well the house looks good, but I forgot to clean out the cat boxes. Mac refused to do even one little thing to help this morning and I read him the riot act, but calmly. I hope we get an early offer in this process because maintaining the place for showing is going to be really exhausting.
YAY for everyone finally getting on planes and safely back home.
Good thoughts to Fay and family.
I've missed a million birthdays the past month, so belated good wishes to all.
I am sad I will miss scrappy on tv, someone should tape it for us cable-less people.
oh and I found my new house key with the pink monkey. YAY!
The monday-ness of today for me is that I have no childcare, so I will be taking lunch at 2, to go pick up mac and bring him back to my office with me.
Oh flea, so sorry, that is super frustrating. Please to get yourself a pastry of your choosing.
Glad everyone is arrived (I assume Perkins did) at their destination.
I'm tired this morning, and I don't wanna today.
This may be the worst idea the internet has ever had.
failin.gs seeks to answer that age old question that perhaps all of us have asked ourselves at some point in our lives.
"What is wrong with me?"
Of course, nobody is perfect. We all have our own idiosyncrasies and personality flaws. Think of the people you know. We are sure you can think of theirs. I bet they can identify yours as well.
Create a profile and invite people to leave anonymous constructive criticism about your character. We all want to improve, don't we?
Because as we all know, the main thing wrong with the internet is there's no place to anonymously insult people. It's amazing nobody has stepped up to fill this niche until now!
Oh, Fay, travel safe and health-ma for your dad.
Oh, Fay. Homeward-swiftly-and-safely~ma to you, and all possible stubbornly hanging in and staying put and miracle~ma to your dad. With much additional love to your mom and Wee Sister Jay.
There are no words for how utterly nightmarish failin.gs sounds.
If I wanted a detailed listing of what was wrong with me, I'd spend more time with my family.
Why would I want to subject myself to that when I have a. family and 2. critical voices in my head already.
Besides, most "constructive" crit I get from strangers generally involves my comfort level with profanity anyway.As you can see from current tag, I'm really bothered by that.
