Bitch & Moan - 4/30

It's Friday and I'm in a blah mood.
I've been in a blah mood all week long.
Monday - I worked. Three minutes before I was to log off of my phone and head out for the night a call came in. Most calls take 3-5 minutes max so I wasn't overly concerned. Until I learned the nature of the call and realized that there would be a lot more involved. I was on the phone with the customer for 45 minutes. 45 FUCKING MINUTES. Why? Because SHE HAD 33 FUCKING BOUNCED CHECKS on file in our system. Yep, only 33. People like her shouldn't even be allowed to have a checkbook.
Tuesday - My day off. I spent a good part of my day at the vet and at the airport. I couldn't stand dog sitting for my ex-husband anymore (long story). His dog was destroying my house and it just wasn't worth the hassle anymore. They paid for me to take him to the vet, buy a carrier and take him to the airport. I don't miss the dog. It wasn't that big of a hassle to get his paperwork in order and get him out of here. One less thing I have to worry about.
Wednesday - Work. Nothing spectacular. I hate that I have to work at night and miss Hunter's baseball games. I'm thoroughly convinced that his team keeps losing because they don't have MY SUPPORT there at he field.
Thursday - Work. I love when they hang up on me. Makes my job easier.
And I've decided next payday that I'm going to get me a passport for travel. I received an AWESOME opportunity yesterday and unfortunately can't go because I can't get a passport in time and I can't afford the cost to have it expedited. They want close to $400! I'm a little whole-hell-of-a-fucking-lot bummed...but fucking hell, I just don't have an extra $400 laying around. And then there's the whole job thing to consider, you know...man, it sucks having to be responsible. It's ruining my fun.
Today - I'm going to work. I'm going to stop at McDonald's on the way to work and buy me some mother effing chicken nuggets...because I like them...and maybe they'll perk up my mood. And make me fat(ter).
And I wanted to thank you all for your advice last week in my blog post about Ethan. I read every single comment and had, still have...good intentions to respond to all of you. I'm just overly stressed, tired and haven't even been in the mood to blog this week. I suck.
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