Have to mow the yahd today. : grumble :
I can’t even afford to live here in the armpit. Well, I could, there are a few listings in my price range. Actually I don’t want to live here anymore, it’s gotten way too over grown and more and more houses are going up all over. Where are all these people coming from!!! Has nobody ever heard of birth control!!!
flytrap I dumped two forty pound bags of pool salt in the cee-mint pond this mornin’. Over the course of a year I use about six of those for a cost of around eighty bucks. Before it was converted to salt water, I spent on average two hunnert and fifty bucks a year on pool chemicals. A salt water pool should be a no brainer. Plus the water does not smell funny, does not fade bathin’ suits and feels nice and soft.
I’ve achieved nappage. Soonish I shall head on over to the church house to begin preparations for fish 'n chips.
Firday moanin’, I’m tuckered out after a night of work (and it’s only Tuesday!). Lotsa stuff I had planned for Moanday didn’t happen. Didn’t get any laundry done (but we’ll survive). I did get another tire put on the Edge, but only on Tuesday (calendar Tuesday, not work-week Tuesday) **after ** sustaining a flat tire on the way to the ocularist to have kaylasmom’s new prostheses checked for fit.
Kayla’s performing arts teacher didn’t come into school on Monday. We put it down to jet lag from the trip she took to Ohio during spring break, but then she didn’t make it in on Tuesday or Wednesday either. AND she didn’t turn in the fundraising money before spring break; in point of fact, she didn’t turn it in until yesterday. So the Easter candy we were planning to distribute at church on Palm Sunday will not be distributed until Easter Sunday, and that’s if we’re lucky (the teacher said “a week to ten days”). :mad:
At the beginning of the year, my SIL posted an idea on Facbook, about saving money through the year: one dollar in the first week, two dollars the second week, and at the end of the year I’d have $1378 to blow on Christmas presents or something. The first few paydays of this year had been pretty flush, so I had been stashing it away starting at $52, and working my way toward $1. I had nearly $500 in the glove box of my car, and I figured this was going to work out pretty well.
Until Tuesday, when it transpired that I wasn’t going to get my Federal tax return paid to me. So, I yanked $200 out to make a payment on the artificial eyes ($600 down, only $400 to go, yay, I guess). That evening at dinner, Kayla told me that this week is when she has to pay the fees for two AP tests she’ll be taking in May. Out comes another $180. So now I have $105 in my supplemental nest egg, which, coincidentally, is exactly how much would be there if I had been counting UP from $1 per Friday all along ($14 X 15/2). I guess I should feel grateful that the money was there when the need arose. Instead, I’m saying “BLURF.” Because I’m tired, and grumpy.
Kayla got to rehearse some Sweeney Todd yesterday, but she has this afternoon off. So we’ll be picking up a one-year supply of contacts at the optometrist this afternoon (another $92, but this one is coming out of today’s paycheck, and not the suddenly-smaller stash).
Today is a random Hawaiian Shirt Day (not really but that’s the idea) at work. We always have drawings for prizes. But we also always have a 50/50 raffle so that even those people who didn’t wear mismatched clothes or Easter bonnets could possibly win something.
Today, after seven and a half years, just hours after the email went out to the company that I’d be leaving in three weeks … I finally won an effing 50/50. The Universe is telling me that I am making positive change. 
Woohoo - drinks on **Drae **tonight!!! 
I just spent about an hour cleaning up the shed, but it was dusty and full of little critter feces and I’d had enough. I pulled a bazillion nails, took down 2 shelves, swept, moved 2 plastic shelves, and decided I’d had enough. I’m done for today. I should be able to finish it tomorrow.
According to my weather gadget, it’s 79°. Rain tonight, which will be nice. More work tomorrow. Chilling the rest of today.
Unfortunately, the amount I won does not even begin to cover the amount I’ve spent entering the raffles in the seven and a half years I’ve worked here. But it’s more than I had in my pocket this morning, so I’ll call it good.
The guy who sits next to me wasn’t in the room because he hadn’t entered, but apparently he heard my surprised (and profane) yell from his desk.
Off to work.
Swampz, nur Entsendung in der Landessprache
[QUOTE=Draelin;17278359Spidey, Google Translate tells me you said something about my shingles, but I have no idea what you’re talking about. Unless you mean that slate that fell off our roof last week, in which case I’m totally creeped out because you’re stalking me and I don’t speak Czech.[/QUOTE]
Inna new place, up north it looks like there maz be one damaged; via the Great Circle route across the pond, looking down from 3x,000 feet. (I has good ezes!;))
Oh mein Togg, hat diese verrückte Tastatur Buchstaben an der falschen Stelle es gibt keine “[” oder “]” entweder!!! :mad:
Hooray for Friday!! I left irk early and stopped and picked up steaks for dinner and a six pack of beer for right now. I plan to sleep in tomorrow and do a whole lot of nothing this weekend.
TGIF.
Executive decision has been made - Bert’s is making supper.
Good lord, I just spent about $1 a pound to sent 80 lbs of assorted crap home to my kid via FedEx Ground. Yee-ouch!
fuck maryland health coverage or whatever the fuck they are calling themselves.
JFC on a pogp stick
I go out to the website, I am told I have until the 12th to pick my plan.
I pick my plan and the open enrollment is closed. I pick my second choice the enrollment is closed.
I call the number and I have 45 fucking calls ahead of me and the wait time is 30 minutes. WTF!!!
If the goddamn website worked I would have been done already.
Whoever was in charge of this mess needs to be anally probed with a cattle prod set on high, that burns with the heat of a thousand suns
And then we can get down to the real torture.
Fucking incompetent assholes in the government.
Why am I surprised?!
It’s fucking maryland, who wants to tax everything and give nothing back but bullshit.
When did Maryland become North Carolina?
oh this is lovely
I have no idea how to report this
the dumb ass customer service rep answered the phone
and he must not have realized it
he is sitting there talking with his co-workers saying how he is going to take his time and I can hear them all chatting back and forth and he is muther fucker this and muther fucker that and going on about somebody liking little boys and no more fucking donuts, got to stop
Now we know why the wait times are so long
I wonder how I can find out who he is and report this
well I am sitting on hold on the line with a conference call.
Hopefully I will get a supervisor who can track this asshole down and they better fire him.
Get somebody in there that works, I have been listening to him chatter for over 10 minutes.
Whoops he just hung up.
I’m still reporting it.
finally got that done.
and waiting to hear back from a supervisor.
Now I need some chocolate.
I think it’s time to become one with my recliner… MWAH!!
At least I work late shift tomorrow, so can “sleep in”. This of course assumes that I can sleep at all. The last few nights, that’s been a major problem, around my own insomnia issues, DH’s snoring, and his restlessness due to aches. I’ve gotten little and poor-quality sleep for several days now. This is resulting in an unreasonably high Mt. Dew intake.
I also have problems with the new schedule supervisor put out today, covering 4/12 (tomorrow) through 4/25. He has me on closing shift on Fridays. On the 18th, that’s fine. On the 25th, it’s a huge problem to be scheduled to work until 7:30 when I have an evening class on Fridays from 5:30-8:30 starting that day and running until the end of May. Must discuss this with him. Fortunately, he did not schedule me for closing shift on the three days a week transportation issues would make that pretty much impossible.
Home from fish ‘n chips. It was a rousin’ success if’n I do say so myself. My good buddy Tim and I cooked up a whole mess of fish, hushpuppies (he made ‘em and they were most excellent), and fries. It all got et, so YAY! It was kinda sad though. Y’all may remember my other good buddy Steve who died in February. He was all over a fish fry, so this bein’ the first one without him was kinda bittersweet. Tim and I did toast him with a beeverage whilst we were cookin’ however.
Sari just, well, just, daaaaaaayuuuuuum! Hope that (insert expletive of choice here) does get fired. He needs firin’.
Ok, gonna go surf a bit and then Ima hit the hay. Da bear is tahrd. OYKW has already done so and is sound asleep.
Nitey Nite Y’all!