Tell him to watch his back sir, you do the same....yeppur....C.O.'s come and go-think its gonna be a picnic or try to get rich conveying...my oldest boy starts at my Institution first week of October...former MP, he should be a good one...
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Tell him to watch his back sir, you do the same....yeppur....C.O.'s come and go-think its gonna be a picnic or try to get rich conveying...my oldest boy starts at my Institution first week of October...former MP, he should be a good one...
Ooobleck! Please call the wrong number woman and tell her she's right - that would make my day.
Scott - that's good news with Seth and the job!
Good luck with your story!I'm listening to Jens Gad and thinking about finishing that story I've been writing for a few weeks now. I had so much fun writing it and the end is so close I can almost pin the words down. Wish me luck.
That's one handsome devil! and the bird isn't too bad either!
It pretty much started out terribles and stayed that way.
All ready to walk out the door for work. Monday morning 7:10 am. Can't find my keys.
Who does this? Me. Looked everywhere.
Nope. Last I remembered using them - doing laundry. Checked everywhere.
Now getting late. Have to call boss. oh no.
duh, lost my keys.
''Sorry, but I am running late today, I have misplaced my keys"
Called emergency maintenance. Maintenance came. No keys in laundry room or no one turned them in.
Called a cab. (I can't miss any more work) Continued looking. Crawling and looking now.
Monday morning.
Suddenly remembered that I changed my clothes for a minute for the damn laundry.
ding.
Found them folded up neatly in the pocket of the sweatpants that I threw on, in a bottom drawer of a dresser.
Cancelled cab, It still pulled up as I was running out. Late for work. Forget about looking ok for work at that point. TAK. I'm here.
Ijit.
It pretty much started out terribles and stayed that way.
All ready to walk out the door for work. Monday morning 7:10 am. Can't find my keys.
Who does this? Me. Looked everywhere.
Nope. Last I remembered using them - doing laundry. Checked everywhere.
Now getting late. Have to call boss. oh no.
duh, lost my keys.
''Sorry, but I am running late today, I have misplaced my keys"
Called emergency maintenance. Maintenance came. No keys in laundry room or no one turned them in.
Called a cab. (I can't miss any more work) Continued looking. Crawling and looking now.
Monday morning.
Suddenly remembered that I changed my clothes for a minute for the damn laundry.
ding.
Found them folded up neatly in the pocket of the sweatpants that I threw on, in a bottom drawer of a dresser.
Cancelled cab, It still pulled up as I was running out. Late for work. Forget about looking ok for work at that point. TAK. I'm here.
Ijit.
...yeppur....C.O.'s come and go-think its gonna be a picnic or try to get rich conveying...my oldest boy starts at my Institution first week of October...former MP, he should be a good one...
Some of the steel roofing did not come in, as I thought yesterday, when Linda at the lumberyard told me my metal was in. Head out this morning with a list, go through the process at the yard, get my loading ticket, step outside, grab fourteen sixteen foot 1x3 for furring, ten pieces of C-edge...leave the slip by a yard worker who is trying to figure out a strap to bind a stack of plywood. They start looking for the metal...find the accessory pieces and I put that on the truck, turn around, guy has a tarp-covered pile of metal on the forklift and he has it raised up a couple feet above the ground. He's looking at the slip attached, comes up with a puzzled look, we peel back a corner of the tarp...burnished slate. Not black...that's not mine. We look, we look again, guy comes out from inside, he looks at the same piles of metal. Never made it off the delivery truck.
Go to Plan B. Bring what I had on the truck to one job, explain to the customer what's going on...head home, drop a ladder, grad a taller ladder, head to Houghton, measure another roof for metal. Tim stops in his Coke truck, we talk, he wants a bathroom do-over. I head home and the cell rings...another customer calling, down in Negaunee, be back at three, we'll meet at three, patio door this one. I get home, drop the taller ladder and get an even taller ladder, some other odds and ends, go to the Heights and take care of one small job, do another while the ladder is up...head home...in between I ordered the metal for the one I measured today. On the way home I stop and replace a 5/4 deck board for a neighbor up the street. Tess, her Germa shepherd is in side, giving me what for. Heh! Dogs are funny. They have this I am a fierce dog bark. If I could get through this screen I'd bite your arse! This once, I was doing some inside work for Suzanne...we're talking, I turn to go to the truck, Tess has her snout where I'd prefer it wouldn't be. Suzanne laughs..oh, don't mind her! She's just a puppy! Yeeeeek! A puppy with an incredible large mouth! and sharp teeth!
The customer in the Heights paid me though...owed me some (lots) and it'd been a month and a half. So all is well and all manner of things are just peachy.
...she sure can, just as long as my warm blankie and cookies are ready when I ask......Yup, way to much to say today, just one more comment. Anne arrived safely. Lots of tears at the airport before
she left but sat her down for awhile and we talked. Told her not to worry I would be just fine. She did get on
that plane with dry eyes. It was great to have her here now I have to get groceries, do more baking and 2 loads
of towels to launder. One thing at a time. She read your comments before she left and was so happy to hear
from you. Thanks for writing (GNT I think she wants to adopt you).
Same here! Important paperwork missing!!! Naomi! where is it? It was right there? Did you throw it away? I'll find it and give it to her but she loses again, inevitably.Worked. On the train home. I now have to deal with SwiftMama drama. Seems some important paperwork has been misplaced. I swear my Mom would lose her head if it wasn't attached to her body. Gotta go over there and see if I can help her find it. Not how I want to spend the evening