The past two weeks have been a little crazy. Two weeks ago I was on staycation. I had dreams of cleaning and organizing some things in my apt, and relaxing, reading a book or two. Those dreams were dashed when my a/c broke that Saturday night. Well I usually stay at the ex boyfriend's house on the weekend, so I called my apartment complex to tell them the a/c was broke. I was thinking by the time i got home Sunday night surely my a/c would be fixed. Living in the south without an a/c in the summer is pretty much not an option. Okay I admit it I am a spoiled sissy. I can live without the a/c, hell some people did for a month last summer when hurricane Gustav hit, but it is very uncomfortable, and as I said before I am a sissy. Alas my a/c was not fixed Sunday night. I decide to try to stick it out and stay here anyway, until I woke up at 2am drenched in sweat and decided I would go back to the ex boyfriend's apartment and stay there. Monday rolls around and they "fix" my a/c only what they did, did not in fact fix the a/c. Here comes Tuesday, which quickly becomes a repeat on Monday, and at this point they realize they cannot fix it and have to replace it. Oh yeah and they can't do that until Wednesday. So, half the week is gone, they replace the unit on Wednesday and I have a/c. Hallefreakinlujah! During this half of the week I stayed at the ex boyfriend's because with the temperature getting up into the 90s and the heat index near or over 100 I did not want to stay at my place. So Thursday come and I'm thinking ok I still have two days left to get stuff done. Then the ex boyfriend calls. His hot water heater broke, and since I'm off of work can I go over there and wait for the repairman to come. Of course I go over there, because I can't say no, and he really can't take off of work. Well they didn't show up on Thursday, so I go back on Friday they finally come and I have Friday afternoon to myself. I get nothing done that I wanted to, and was frankly pretty annoyed at this point that my week was filled with broken appliances and I got NOTHING done. Oh yeah, and worse than not getting anything done there is NO INTERNET at the ex boyfriend's apartment, not even a wireless connection I can steal, which for me is traumatic.
Last week was crazy busy for me, as is this week and will be for the next 4 weeks. This is our busy time at work. One of two months of the year that I absolutely dread. Last week I was playing catch up at work for being out the week before. This week I am getting the most important, and most dreadful task I must complete finished. I am still not caught up from being off for a week, but I will get there. I am trying to not let all the work stuff stress me out, but this month usually gets the best of me and I want to run away screaming.
So, I may be scarce for the next few weeks. Not that this will matter to all of the one person who is probably reading this. I am going to the beach this weekend and I am absolutely stoked. The beach is my happy place so I am really looking forward to it, and my pup gets to come with me, she likes the beach too. We can both use the break.
Now I am going back to my pot of coffee and will bust my a$$ for the next few hours and be productive!
