Listening to: Rascal Flatts - Here Comes Goodbye
Grandma wants her basement finished and her antique furniture restored.
Mindy wants her walls painted and decorated, frames an' all.
Patsy wants her front room done and carpets cleaned.
Mom wants a new kitchen.
Am I gonna be this difficult when I'm a mother on Mothers Day?
I bought Grandma a yellow rose like-thing.
I dont remember her favorite flower and I guarantee they dont sell 'em in singles.
The only vase-like object I could find was my old fashioned glass coke bottle I had from last Saturday. Not the most elegant, but it holds a flower.
Came to work to hear about the 'fire' (really just lots of smoke) that occurred last night. Hyde and I could smell an electrical fire the other day. Our buliding manager (janitor) was up on the roof fixing it already, people were just paranoid and callin 911. AND just the night before I had a dream the building went on fire and we almost died.
Something just melted and the fans blew the smokey smell into the building is all. I left at 6, fire trucks an' all came at 6:30pm. It wasn't me!
Ralph started the day out yelling by at SLC utility company on the phone. Ooh I can see this is going to be a good day....
Then later during the day he explains that there are 1800 'er so' pages in a 'few' boxes 'somewhere' and that he'd like me to 'find' them and then put them in 'order' by 'Monday' cuz thas when his deposition is. WTF?!?!? It's only 1800 pages scattered throughout like 3 boxes, no big deal. PFF. I'm about to murder my boss.
On the other hand I did find the original Certificate of Sale on one of this propertys so we can get the Sherrifs Deed now. Whee.
I got most of the things off my desk. I came in a bit early to see if I could get it all done before the weekend. Super busy week. It's finally over.
Oohh I getta go home, home, now.