I promise to post pictures when it is all said and done, but once again I bit off more than I can chew with my bathroom. All I wanted to do was paint……..sounds easy, right?
It’s not fair to bore you with the story without the visual, so give me a few more days. I will tell you that the girl and I had to build a wall. I remember finding the materials and getting it cut at Home Depot and saying to the girl “I think we may be able to do this.” She looked at me and said “I never thought we couldn’t do it, you doubted us?” I have no one to blame but myself, I raised her to believe she could do anything.
If any of you were curious about the nightmare of a test I took on Saturday….I have to wait 8 weeks. I have no idea or even a gut feeling about my score, we can be surprised together. I really am hopeful that it is my ticket out of my current job. I was told today that I couldn’t say please when I paged somebody to the phone. One extra word makes it too long. Are you fucking kidding me? Which by the way was the correct answer to question one on my test, although it wasn’t one of the options. How often do I swear in print? My blood is boiling!!!
Anger is my best motivator, I’m not saying that it is healthy….but pissing me off is the way to get me off my ass and make some changes. I am eight months past my seven year itch anyway….grrr……..Zia