Per Steph's earlier comment, a graphic just came across my facebook page with the caption:

Telling angry woman to calm down works about as well as baptizing a cat.

Yep. That would apply to me as well.

Teppy, sorry about the b&B fuckery, but my late uncle who I was a judge and did lots of weddings always said people remember the wedding because of what goes wrong and that's what gives it character. of course he said that to my cousin who was distraught because one of her bridesmaids fainted during the " do you take this woman..." part of the ceremony. That being said, the way the venue behaved was horrible. I am so glad that it didn't ruin the true heart of the wedding...you, Tim, and friends, but I'm sorry it made the event so much harder for you, which is the OPPOSITE of what you paid them for.

Health~ma for Shir and Zen.

Go kick-ass CJ!

Teppy, I would be a ball of rage at the B&B. I hope that you are able to compartmentalize the rage so that you can fully appreciate all the good. Maybe your mom and step-dad can take the lead in telling the B&B just how wrong they were.

Pictures! Need More Pictures!

I ran a 5k this morning, and it was a PR!

Woot!

I love my work, and I'm so fortunate to have a lot of work, so I tend to be reticent about complaining, but right now I'm just so frelling exhausted. It's been pretty much non stop since the middle of August. I got Halloween Horror Nights opened over the weekend, which is great, but now I have another huge Halloween show to get through tech, and I load it in starting tomorrow.

I love the projects, and I know I'm going to love the end result, but today I'm just really feeling the grind.

Okay, thanks, I just needed to let that be out there.

Thanks for the health ~ma. I'll be all right. In a day or two it'll go away.

So I have to share an amusing to me experience from earlier this week. The house that I have been renting for the last 3-1/2 years while renovating my house for sale has been in foreclosure proceedings for some time. We have been hoping that the sale of my house would come prior to the forced sale of this house so that we might make a short sale offer, etc. Blah, blah, housing drama.

Well the foreclosure happened and the auction date is set for January. That is time enough that we may be able to work things out. At any rate someone would need to give us 90 days notice and pay moving expenses to get us out. Not remotely concerned about being homeless. If the timing works we'll try for this house, if not there are plenty of good options.

So to get to the amusing part! My landlord has been trying to figure out some way to get more money out of the house although the mortgage holder is in charge now. But he had his realtor call me and go through this whole song and dance about how they were going to put the house up for sale and expected to get BigBucks for it. We basically replied, good luck with that plan. Then a week later he says the realtor wants to show the house and schedules an appointment.

We had a tropical storm thing that flooded the streets so I didn't drive to work and landlord picked me up to drive me home for the showing. The realtor was already here and we passed the person coming to look because he was crawling down the street looking at numbers and we had to stand out front and wave to him and stuff. I chill on the couch dealing with email and such while they show the house. Landlord pointing out all the cool features, realtor and dude all praising the workmanship, etc. Landlord, realtor, and dude taking the tour are all British. Dude just LOVES the house. They chit chat in the next room where I can hear, asking where they are from and such, more praise of the gorgeous house. We all leave.

I tell Bobby and DH that evening that I 98% believe this was performance art and that they were just putting on a show to get me to hurry up and make an offer on the house for BigBucks. I have consumed wine with landlord often enough to know he is not above the con. The "where are you from" thing and the out loud gushing of the potential buyer just didn't ring right with me. The buyer getting lost coming here seemed a good touch. All British, what are the chances?

I WAS RIGHT! My next door neighbor saw the show when they were outside and told me today that both the realtor and the buyer dude were frequent party guests and friends of the landlord. We had a good laugh about it. I won't be letting landlord know that I am in the know. He funny. Me smarter.

X-post with ND. I hear you! Exhaustion for good stuff is better than exhaustion for bad stuff, but still there is the whole exhausted part.

Can you promise yourself some specific reward when you get some time? I mean more than a nice nap?

Steph I'm so happy you and Tim are married!

I'm sorry the B&B screwed you guys over and I think you should write a letter (and to all the other places mentioned) when you are up to it.

The way she treated you makes me wonder what she told the Reenactors about the wedding and if she said anything negative about you to them. Did she tell them there was a wedding, did she tell them they were top priortiy. If any of the organizers asked about the wedding did the B&B owner make it sound like your wedding was interloping on their event.

ND, your Halloween season sounds like my hurricane season, re: massive workload.

Heh, Laura, that's hilarious.

NoiseDesign- good luck getting through to the other side. grind~ma.