Got home last night to find the contractor showed up, ripped out more carpet (but left the little bits and a few nasty looking tacks lying around), took out but didn't replace the vent covers (CJ wants to find out what's in there) and redid much of the bathroom. However, Mom doesn't remember where she put anything she took out of the bathroom, including toothpaste, soap & bath mat, and since I wasn't home for the guy to get the TV stand out of my car, it's still in my car, a month after it was bought. I'd really like full use of my car again, thanks. Meanwhile my DVD burning software has a new version which is simpler and faster and I liked it a lot until last night when it decided to get stuck in the middle of burning something. As of this morning it was still stuck so I gave up, killed the job and I'll try again tonight.
Then I went to bed, but I woke up at 2am and never got back to sleep. Not for lack of trying, but it just wasn't happening. And all my aches and pains are even worse after the no sleep. I'm not sure there's a part of me that doesn't hurt; although my back, neck, feet and left knee are all competing to be number 2 aggravation after my left shoulder, which is barely functional. And no matter what I eat or drink lately, my gut hates it and leaves me in pain. Oh yeah, and I have to pee every 5 minutes. This is not fun.
Then I get to work - late, because Mom wanted me to show her how to make a phone call as I'm walking out the door - and the crazy people start calling. Including one opposing attorney who has just earned the official 'flaming asshole' title from me. Holy crow, but what an ass. I look not forward to the remains of the day...
Then I went to bed, but I woke up at 2am and never got back to sleep. Not for lack of trying, but it just wasn't happening. And all my aches and pains are even worse after the no sleep. I'm not sure there's a part of me that doesn't hurt; although my back, neck, feet and left knee are all competing to be number 2 aggravation after my left shoulder, which is barely functional. And no matter what I eat or drink lately, my gut hates it and leaves me in pain. Oh yeah, and I have to pee every 5 minutes. This is not fun.
Then I get to work - late, because Mom wanted me to show her how to make a phone call as I'm walking out the door - and the crazy people start calling. Including one opposing attorney who has just earned the official 'flaming asshole' title from me. Holy crow, but what an ass. I look not forward to the remains of the day...