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The Essence of a Woman
Tuesday, February 28, 2006 My day in a nutshell

The guy from Home Depot came over and did the measurements for my laminate floors. Hopefully I can get them back tomorrow so I can get my wood tomorrow since it is going off sale tomorrow. I will get it tomorrow, one way or another. They delivered my couch and chair. It is so nice and comfortable, and I have become the wicked witch of the west with everyone. Not eating, drinking, jumping, shoes, or looking at it wrong.

I had a standing appt between 4-5pm for an electrician to meet me at the trailer to do repair work. I get a call at 300pm, "yeah, my guy who is suppose to meet you at the trailer is there and no one is there to let him in."

Me: "Uhm, you said 4-5, and it is 3pm. I told you I need a confirmed time because there is no one residing in the trailer and I do not have a key so I need to make arraignments with the people who bought the place to be there so we can get in."

Her: "oh, that is right, they must have had the times wrong,"

So I go over at 4pm and the guy who bought the place meets me. I call the electricity place at 4:15.

Me: "Hi, this is "Mamma Mia", I am at the trailer, are we still on for today."

Her: "Yes we are."

At 430, my cell phone is ringing. Can you guess who it is?? yep, the electricity place.

Her: "Yeah, my guy who was at the trailer earlier is done for the day. Can we reschedule for tomorrow?"

Me: "That is not my problem, we made an appt, he came sooner, that is not my problem. Someone needs to come out here and do something."

Her: "Well, I do not have anyone else. It will have to be tomorrow."

Me: "I can not be here tomorrow. And I am paying for this."

Her: "You are paying my Visa/MC, I can take that over the phone."

Me: "Fine, but I WANT to know what is being done first before anything is done, I want to know what I am paying for.."

UGH, what is wrong with incompetent people?

Then J.R. freaks out on the way home. She is almost 6 and acted like a two year old. I pulled over and was about to go ballistic on her. So I gave her an option, go home and go to bed and stay in your room or get a spanking. Yeah, she choose her room.

I made spaghetti tonight for dinner. Couldn't eat any of it. My tummy is feeling weird. So I went down and got me some California rolls (yeah, I am still a novice sushi eater) and a salad. Didn't eat much of it, but it was good. I took one of my anti-nausea meds, so I will probaably be out here soon. Tummy is starting to feel a little better.

There is something seriously wrong with me. I have no focus. My brain is a fog. I can not take this much longer. I can not focus or do anything, I feel like a vegetable, if that makes any sense.

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