I told you theres nothing but drama ! !

My husband has been very stressed out with multiple jobs and their dead-lines. This one job in particular, Deans House, he has been really frustrated.

First off, Dean has Justin doing these jobs at his house for a bid amount of $6000 and some odd dollars. The actual amount to do this job was over $10,000.

Along the way Dean keeps adding things to the bid that he wants done for no additional cost. Well, Justin keeps saying no, but Justin's Father (Business Partner), keeps saying he'll take care of it. Well, when you have a lot of little things added on, it turns out to be a lot of work and no extra money.

The other problem with this Dean guy, he is 40 lives at home, and this is his first time out of the house.

There was the paint decision. I sat down and suggested some colors that would work with the floors that he chose. He liked them, but most importantly, his Mommy and Daddy liked them. (I did mention that he's 40, and still is being taken care of by mommy and daddy right?)

Once it was go time, and the colors went on the wall, he didn't like them. Mind you, these colors were basically white with twinges of color to them, all of them neutrals. And excuse me, I worked in the Paint department a Homo Depot for almost 4 stinking years. I THINK I know a little bit about color. Well guess what....

He picked out new colors for the two rooms he didn't like. One was a sage green, and the other a very reddish salmon color.

And the winner is.......he didn't like the salmon color....BIG surprise. Well drama, drama, drama, then he picked out another color....grayish tan. They painted one wall, and he walked in, he didn't like it.

Yeah, no...this was a khaki green color, not a grayish tan, this man is color blind. So it's back to the salmon color. OK, so all these changes and work.....no extra money. Hmmmmmm.

Please insert broken hand. That's right. Justin flipped out, cursed Dean out, and punched the plaster covered brick wall in the Salmon colored room, and broke his hand.

This is where I live people. Drama-ville, PA.

This day is going sooooo sloooow!

So, I'm not in the mood to write.


Have a good day!!

W.W. - Sea Gulls - Yes they have direct aim!!!

I have been pooped on twice. Nice....

Monday, Monday.........No, wait it's Tuesday! !

Woo hooooooo! One day of the work week down, and 4 to go.

I love shortened work weeks, they are great.

I got so much sun burn, it's not even funny. I was wearing a tube top, and only in the sun for 15 - 20 minutes, but I sure got burnt!!

Now I have this line going across the top of my boobs, nice. So much for no lines this year.

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On another matter. A friend of mine no longer works with me. "C", I hope you are still going to keep in touch! I miss you already, you left me here alone with the you know whos!!!!!

What's on the schedule for Memorial Day weekend?

Today after work, I get to go and vacuum an apartment complex for my husband. After that, I might have to help paint at another job that he has.

Saturday - More work, but I have to squeeze in time to find the "Wii Fit" game (it's awesome).

Sunday - Party with a few friends, for another friends B-Day.

Monday - ????????

OMG

Ok, so I find myself a little obsessed. I emailed, through myspace, Joe.

I just found out that you can get a map to see who logs into your myspace. Great.

If he has one, I'm gonna look completely obsessed. I just keep looking to see when he last logged in, you know to see if he would have gotten my message. Well he should have, by the dates that I sent the message and when he logged in.

Holy Crap. What if he has one of those STUPID maps. I don't see one, but what if he got a private one. Crap.

WHY AM I OBSESSING??????? Ugh.

Wordless Wednesday!

I'm BAAAAAAAAACK!!!!

Blast from the Past....

I was doing a school search on My Space, and I found an old boyfriend. This was super awesome. BUT, he is NO longer the same guy I knew. He seems "dirty".

He has a band, and groupies to go along with it. Yuck - o !

I can't stand that kind of stuff. When guys are slutty like that. At least I have the funny guy memories. I don't know what to say. This was a guy that I had unresolved feelings for. When we were seeing each other, I was being a teen, and screwed it up.

I think I'm still stuck on him, the old him. Definitely not the new him, yuck. Am I nuts to be feeling like this?? I mean, I would never act on these feelings, because I love my husband very much. But why do I still feel like this towards somebody from 10 years ago?

Oh well.

W.W.

Fighting Sucks!

I need a camera....

I just saw the coolest thing. A hawk flying around with a mouse in it's mouth.

It's times like these that I wish I had a digital camera to share things with people.

May be some day.

A rainy Monday Morning....

Well, on the weather channel, they are calling for 100% chance of rain today with a high of only 50. It's really windy, cold and wet out.

Yesterday sucked. My husband was in a BAD mood alllllllllll day. No explanation, just the bad mood.

I guess it could have been one of his customers calling and calling for work to be added to his contract to be done for free.

Or, his sisters truck breaking down, and having to give her his van. If he did that he would have to spend a lot of money on gas to run his truck.

Other than that, he had a pretty good weekend. He went fishing on Saturday from 7 in the morning until 3 in the afternoon. He caught a lot of fish too.

I don't know. Maybe he had male PMS?? That's all for now.

Today, I am sad.

I don't remember having my woman thing for the month of April. How could I miss that?? I marked on March the day I got it, nothing was marked on April. I went back through to remember when things were happening, if I did have it. I sure didn't.

So, in light of that, I took a prego test on Tuesday. It's said negative. BIG surprise. I'll wait until after the 10th to do another one. That's when I should get my "thing", according to March's anyway. I get my "thing". I am sure of it.

You see, it's been 8 years that my husband and I have not been using protection, and nothings ever happened. So, why I got my hopes up this time, I don't know.

I've got mommy fever, she's got mommy fever, we've got mommy fever...all night long. **You know, instead of "Jungle Fever"-----Whatever.

So, I guess with all the doctor visits that I had in April and the loss of my husbands grandfather, my body must have been stressed out.

Since I don't write on my blog on the weekends, Happy Mothers Day All!!

WW, My beach place

This is our camp site.

Steamboat Landing LLC
RV Park and Marina
P.O. Box 300
Lewes, DE 19958

What a Freakin' Week end.....

To start off Saturday, My husband and I went to his Grandfathers Funeral. It was more emotional than I had expected. Pap was a great guy, and we had gotten pretty close.

Well, I hadn't eaten anything all day, until the family dinner after the funeral at 3pm. So I ate, and ate, until I was full. Then it started, I got my usual stomach pains, that last all night and no amount of antacid can cure it. So that is #1, my chest pains.

We had plans to go to the beach this weekend, we have a camper there and it's opening weekend. My husband REALLY needed to get away from the drama from home. This was set up before anything happened to Pap. We also invited one of my friends to come down with us.

Well, since the funeral was on Saturday, I used a Bereavement day on Monday. So we were still have a "week-end" away. When we went to leave the feeling of "this is NOT a good idea" came over me.

As we started our trip, us three and our two dogs, "IT" started, "IT" meaning my friend condescending attitude.

She was not happy about how my husband drove. She was not happy about me smoking in the car. She was not happy about the dogs in the van, touching her stuff. And this was only the FIRST hour of our THREE hour drive.

Well, we get down there....to our camper, and she says - "I did NOT pack for THIS!" For WHAT??? It's a camper, not a tent, and it has running water, a shower and a toilet. What is wrong. She kept insisting that I didn't tell her that it was a camp ground, I doubt that....HIGHLY!!!

Then we get inside, and of course it's a little musty smelling, only to be expected after sitting for the closed season. That's why we go down for opening week-end!!! Well, we scrubbed the bathroom top to bottom. Then proceeded to make her bed. I pulled sheets out that were washed at the end of last season and put away in the cabinet. My friend whispers to me "are these clean?" (Mind you every thing that has been coming out of her mouth, is accompanied by a very ugly scowl on her face.)

That was Saturday.

Sunday, I got woken up by her, unfortunately I still had my Stomach pains. I told her to go get breakfast with my husband, and let me rest. Of course it was a little more meaner than that, I was sleeping!! Anyway, they leave and I got up, ate some cereal and started feeling better.

Let me fast forward to Sunday afternoon, where my friend proceeds to tell me that she has to poop. I told her to go, no one was in the bathroom. She said no. She doesn't want to use THAT toilet. Then we were getting showered up, since we spent the afternoon cleaning up. She didn't use the shower either.

Besides all this crap she was pulling, she was whining about everything: "I hate this song, I'm cold, I don't like this food......." and so on.

She also got left alone with my Yellow Lab, my black lab was outside on her lead. Well, she decided to leave him, with Pop-eyes Chicken on the table. He ate it. Chicken bones and all. And yes he got sick.

Not to mention, she was sitting outside on Monday morning, while we were getting our stuff together to go back home, she was watching my black lab....or was she?? We came outside and my poor dog was wrapped around the tree, tight and she was digging a HUGE hole. What was my friend doing???? Sleeping on a moldy, bug infested, damp picnic table. She had no problem sleeping on that, but a problem sleeping on washed sheets, just because they weren't folded.....ugh!!!

So, there's more but it aggravates me to think about it. Oh, she did mention about 20 times on the way home that she feels DISGUSTING! Well, maybe she should have showered.

As soon as we got home, she bolted for her car and left. Are you kidding me?? So much for a "relaxing" week end.

Wow.

Do you really WANT your job?!

Seriously, you BARELY take calls (you work in a call center...hmmmmm), and you are ALWAYS leaving your desk to do god knows what.

How much make up does your face need????

I don't get it. I don't get how you are not getting written up. And when I mean written up, I mean for your POOR phone skills, your lack of attention to detail, your lack of doing your job and for heavens sake....how are you not getting caught for putting customers on hold to take a personal phone call????

Wow.

No more Mrs. Nice girl. If I'm pissed, it's on. Seriously.