Tired

Usually I keep everything pretty upbeat, but after two days of long meetings at work and an unexpected car repair, I’m out of it. I’ve also had so much trouble getting back on a normal sleeping schedule since the holidays and it’s really wearing me down. Another thing that’s irking me is that Geof and I were supposed to go back to Vegas in February for a work trip that he had planned and it got cancelled, so no trip for us…boo.

I also need to rant about a recent customer service situation that I’m still dealing with. I ordered a North Face jacket in mid-December from an award that I received at work that was from awhile ago. The box came and I was so excited to get my “prize”. I opened it and it was the wrong size. To make a long story short, I went through a whole debacle to get it sent back and they sent out another one and guess what…it was the wrong size AGAIN! Talk about a complete breakdown in customer service. I’m not so patiently waiting on the 3rd attempt to get this right.


Oh warm jacket, why won't you come in the right size!?!?

I know in the grand scheme of things that it’s not that bad, but I’m just having one of those days. Just writing this made me feel a little better. Thank you for listening and I promise to get caught up on all your blogs this week.

Worst night

Tonight I was sitting at home minding my own business. Before I tell you what happened, I’ll give you a small back story. Our next door neighbors son seems to think that our town home community is a car mechanic shop and has taken it upon himself for the past 3 weeks to work outside all hours to fix his friends car. There has been constant exhaust roaring, tools being tossed and loud noises being made. Geof and I have turned the other cheek to this, when we should have called and made a report weeks ago.

Onto the story; I was watching television and relaxing with the dogs when I heard a commotion outdoors. I looked out the window and to my horror saw the neighbor’s “car project” engulfed in flames and pushed out so that it was completely blocking Geof’s car and partially blocking mine. The concrete ground was even on fire from the oil. I dialed 911 and started panicking. Should I grab the dogs and whatever I can and run in case our house catches on fire? Should I try to at least get my car out of there? What do I do? I ran outside and the police were yelling for me to try and get my car out and I was shaking like a lunatic. My other neighbor guided me out and I was able to move it. I stood on my other neighbor’s deck and watched and waited for the fire department to get the hose going and put the flames out. They finally did and towed the car away.


Not the actual car, but this is what is looked like 5ft. from our cars. I kid you not.

I know that I should be happy that everything worked out and I truly am, but can’t help but be so upset by the lack of respect demonstrated by my neighbors. I really appreciate that they left the fireball of car in back of my house with our cars right there. Real nice. This is just another reason I cannot wait to own a single family home. I’ll be lucky if I sleep a wink tonight.

P.S. What is the matter with Kanye West? Honestly.