Quick question for you gals. Have you ever drawn out a map from a small town showing where someone lives, and been told it makes no sense? You show Main Street, where a street crosses it with the notation on each side as to which is East and West. You mark which street corner it is on and then are told “There is more than one 8th street!” then get chewed out because you are trying to tell the guy (who it is NOT for but who is to give it to his friend) that his friend needs to call IF he has any questions. Just saying.
What’s for dinner? They all seem to shout as I come home from work or in from my shop. Not one suggestion or offer from those who stare in hopes the dinner will magically appear.
What’s for dinner? I ask them back but no answer will come from those staring back.
I throw out suggestions here and there but not one of those suggestions are accepted I fear. So I rummage through the cupboards and the internet too, hoping to find a dish that is new…
(Well tonight I decided on Salmon patties. Simple enough, but it would be nice if someone would speak up and give suggestions instead of expecting me to know what they do or do not want.)
What ever happened to the days when people went out of their way to be friendly and helpful, when customers could contact someone in person or by phone if there was a problem, where sellers didn’t treat you like you had a disease and actually knew that you are the one paying for THEIR services and product rather than believing that they are “God’s gift” and you should worship the ground they walked on! Just saying. I ordered a CD for my Art studio containing the contents of 36 books. It was suppose to have arrived no later than the 24th. It is now the 28th, so I went to the contact seller place and guess what! No contact information just vague questions and answers. I am a business woman and would be sure to keep in contact with my clients ESPECIALLY if there were a problem. This is my rant for the week.
I know I should get things done today and tomorrow, but I am having issues. My stomach is really acting up and I am (again) having trouble sleeping. I know I should be digging out my paints, reeds or the like, but every time I think about it something pops its head out and I find myself having to do things I did not plan on. I know I should tell visitors “no” and take the proverbial phone off the hook, but that isn’t always as effective as one might think. I have a neighbor down the block who always shows up unannounced for coffee (wither or not it is ready or I am in the middle of projects. A lady who always wants me to go for coffee with her and my other work that the hubster keeps piling up for me to do. Boy, I could use a wine cooler right about now! One wild berry mix please! Any way, I do hope your days/evenings are doing better than mine lately!
Well it is going on 230 in the afternoon. Thought I would get the day to myself … Boy, was I ever dreaming! I went to the Post Office to check and see if my order of journals had arrived yet and ended up stopping at the museum as well to pick up two deteriorating mounted deer heads which I took to my mother’s garage so I could salvage the antlers before tossing the heads. I then came home and our neighbor came over (10am) and stayed until 12 at which time I ordered a Chinese dish for lunch. I walk out the door and run into the friend again. I told him to watch the dogs while I picked up lunch. My husband calls and asks me to do something on the computer when he leaves. 215 he does leave and I get hubster’s correspondence taken care of and am told he was leaving on a one week trip on Sunday. AFTER I tell him I am taking the bus down to Rapid to pick up our son (no dogs allowed!) and I leave 645am on Weds. Which means mom has to watch them for the day and it takes her til 7 to get ready (if she has nothing else pending!). I am now out in my shop with my cold lunch and posting this. So much for my intentions to start on my baskets or anything else I planned to do while he was gone today. I should know better. He always has ways to screw up my day!
Ever hear the term “If it rains it pours” and “Feast or famine?” Well, these terms have been running through my life lately. First, my son gets ill and doesn’t tell us then has to drop his classes and retake them on his own. Then the “newest car” we got last year we’ve been pouring money into it like it has holes in it! The latest charge? over $400 to replace the power steering. It is costing us more to rebuild it than we paid for it!!!
Feeling kind of low about this since my hubster got a case of the gray clouds once he got the latest charges. Just needed to blow this out so I don’t get as far down as he is feeling. So my newest term for the same ideas is “Bundle of lousy falls in heaps” … How’s that for a name!
Yahoo added a set of videos that come up every time you email inbox, spam etc. is cleared out. I use to be able to click on it to get rid of it. I don’t like nor care for their videos in the email because it has nothing to do with emails. Now when I click on it it not only doesn’t stop, but it repeats itself. This is not my choice it is theirs, and when you try to let them know you don’t want it, you can’t because they won’t let you complain, even to the community or on FB! HOW DO I GET RID OF THIS!!!!! URG!!!!