August 28, 2010

Cloudy With a Chance of...

I woke up to a howling wind that rattled the windows in my room. All I could think was that I hoped it didn't start raining. I have a refrigerator in my back yard courtesy of the kids all moving out of the Santa Cruz house. It's mine and honestly I wish I could put it in my kitchen since it is energy efficient and would most likely reduce my utility bill. Maybe I can shove the landlord's piece of crap into the garage or something. You know a refrigerator isn't worth its salt when you can't stick magnets on it and hang the artwork your kids do...

I'm at work. Wish I wasn't. Terrible headache and puffy eyes because I cried like a fussy whiny crybaby last night until I fell asleep. So now I feel shitty and have to play nice with the customers. TGIS...
iamhere

2 comments:

  1. Sorry to hear you're feeling down. Hopefully things will look better tomorrow and you can check off this day as a "rainy day" for the soul. Pretty flowers grow after the rain anyway.

    Definately push that cheap refrigerator in the garage. If it doesn't hold magnets on it's probably not holding the cold in.

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  2. Thanks Muzegoddess. It was just temporary insanity I'm sure. Everyone has days like that right?

    I'm going to have the boys clean out the junk in the garage and move their guitars, amps, drums, etc so we can fit one of them in there.

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