So...this is what i'm thinkin' right now

My cleaning lady is a real bitch. But ya know what? I like it. Life's about checks and balances and she keeps me grounded. She does an amazing job on my house, the place freakin' shines. Here's two convo's we've had though in the past month...

me: hey, i've got this stain on my carpet..it's just dirty water from overwatering a plant. You think you could get that up for me?

Her: Um, no. And do you know why that stain is there?
me: yeah, i overfilled the plant when i was watering it, but i...
her: no, because you didn't use 50% vinegar solution with a 50% warm water base with a terricloth scrubbing device did you??!!
me: (looking down at my feet while kicking the dirt) um, no...i'm sorry.

convo 2)

Her: Can i ask you a question?
me: sure
her: i'm only asking you this because i KNOW you didn't do it...it was done too well, but who decorated your daughters' rooms?
me: *sigh* my friends' mom did it.....

Nice lady, but a bulldog..cracks me up really. My friend Amanda offered to clean it for less money..which, i'm more then willing to give her a crack at it...but gosh, it's gonna be tuff to dethrone the incumbent.

I'm also thinkin' i'm getting really frustrated with my yard. They came out and FINALLY moved the storm sewer pipe off the house and sodded about 3/4 of the remaining property..however, it rained hard today and now i have a HUGE pond directly off my sliding glass door from the sewer cap overlowing...AND a FLOWING RIVER from the street thru the sewer pipe thru the middle of my yard. I mean a river too..it's actually bigger then the REAL river i have behind my house. I guess they are gonna talk more about it tomorrow...broken record...i ain't holdin' my breath for the a-holes.

Golf, I love it. I'm still awful...but those few wondrous shots i nail and/or crush make it all the worth while.

Remember my pet peeve about people that write checks at the grocery store? Well i got absolutely skull porked by it last week. I got in line behind a lady, who, as i had mentally predicted, being a middle aged woman with a kid on her side (which, is the sterotype i have developed for check writers) whipped out her checkbook. I was cool with it....no hurry, i had the girls with me and they were busy loading up the counter with my food to get rung out. HOWEVER, after she had wrote the check, and the cashier called over a manager to approve it, verified her drivers license, adjusted the new balance of her checking account RIGHT THERE BEFORE MOVING FORWARD and finally processed the sonofabitch, they realized she forgot to put the 12 pack of pop she had on the bottom of her cart on the check out counter. Which means..yep, you guessed it..A SEPARATE CHECK FOR THE POP!!! Thus repeating the carnivale' of crap all over again. I mentally vomitted when i saw her go back to the check book. GET A FN' CHECK CARD!! It's the same freakin thing!!! And why do people adjust the checkbooks right there?? They give you a receipt!! Take it home and do it there! Seriously!! Alright, i'm getting worked up.

The good news i'm thinkin' right now is Shan is in vegas for the week, so i have my girls for the week. The whole week. First time i've had them this long since the divorce so for that i'm grateful. I'll have had them 10 straight days before i go a day without seeing them. It will be good.

Needless to say, i'm really starting to get sick of that pool in the sub...those girls LOVE it...So, i'm there constantly. Speaking of which..when i was getting my will redone this week (for a GROSS amount of money for such little work...) i found out my lawyer owns a home down the road too...her daughter stays there. We talked about this pool...small world.

Alright, i'm done talkin' for a nite..i needed to get that out. I feel better now. Like i lost some weight or something.