Long Long Monday
- was a heartless wench. I was so excited that I was going to get to leave after 8 hours. Then 11am hit. The computers quit. Stopped. Sucked. We were sitting ducks. People wanted to check out. People wanted to check in. People wanted to make reservations. People wanted to cancel reservations. No one understood that we could not do anything! The computers WERE NOT WORKING! Grown ass people looked at us with a confused look saying they didn't understand.
Around 4pm my tooth began to hurt. My 9pm I knew I was going to vomit from pain. I went home, not wanting to leave the hotel, but there was nothing I could do.
I was really stressed and worried about work, but was trying to be strong and supportive, but I really wanted to cry.
When I opened the front door, and saw what the dog did, I cried in sobs.
Like, real tears.
I got in bed, got comfy, then I got the text that the repairman was there, and very shortly, that we were back up and running. I throw on shoes, jump in the truck.....and it died right there in the driveway. Finally got to the hotel and stayed until 11:30pm. Awesome ladies at the front desk got us through it.
I drug into work at 7:30am. I really just wanted to close my door the entire 12 hours, but I had to talk to people and junk.
Lily had to go back to the doctor, they thought she as getting sick like last time, but it was just an ear infection.
I sat with them a few hours (because I forgot my house key!!), and she would cry and laugh in the same breath.
So ready for a day to do nothing.
Lots to do.
Today was Christa's last day, she will be graduating Northwestern tomorrow, so we had a little get together.
On an unrelated note, enjoy this clip of Goats that scream like humans
If you have met my youngest sister Bailey, you will know that this conversation is the normal, want to pull your hair out discussion with her:
We were discussing going to Alexandria, and it was pouring rain, and my mom's car has a weird tire:
It really didn't end there. We ended up debating in my driveway, drove to the store, stood in the rain, AND in a mud puddle that covered my shoes, put air in the tire, put gas in it, then had to drive to Natchitoches because I had to stop at the hotel for a minute, THEN, whilst leaving the hotel we had the entire conversation of "DO YOU WANT TO GO, BAILEY!', to which she replied "It doesn't matter". I get on I-49, and we had the discussion again at exit 127.
We finally made it to the mall, and I say "okay, where do you need to go, and who do you need to shop for"
"I don't know", she replied.
And then I killed her.
But yeah, it was a good trip.
When I got home I realized I had 20 gifts and I can't wrap.
In comes Rebecca.
I watched Titanic, again with commentary, and a whole other Titanic documentary.
Laid in bed until work time, came to work, did stuff, went home and resumed my place on the couch.
Hockey was amazeballs, they won in Sudden Death.
Scott and I went to look at Christmas Lights (again), and you can see where people have it set up, but not turned on .
I can't live like this people!!!
Scott said I couldn't blog this, because I was always mocking him, but at least I am going to tell his side first.
He was helping me hang up clothes, and I found a skirt that I just bought, and didn't really have a top to go with it.
I was trying different things, and he said "hey, what about that shirt I just hung up?"
And I said "This one?!?"
Now. In his defense, he really only remembered the shirt had yellow in it.
I was hiding my face and ratchet hair.
So, that's pretty much my week. Getting ready for Christmas and stuff.
I actually didn't steal that many pictures from The Facebook this week.
I enjoy sports, binge watching TV, food, reading, and slightly bearded men.