Daily Mantra:
“When birds burb, it must taste like bugs”
{bill.watterson}
A little Monday silly for everyone.
After a weekend spent wrist deep in semi-gloss white paint, I was too tired to get upset at Katie’s loud whistle in the house.
The renovations on our new (new to us) little home are coming to and end, but only because their isn’t any more time…not because of lack of things to do. The painting is done, the blue contoured rug from the 70’s has been removed, and the fake fire place is now a distant memory, but not too distant, because its still in the dumpster in the driveway which is now a heaping replica of items one should never use to decorate their home. (Seriously, was it really necessary to use the fake brick vinal siding INSIDE the house). We are getting to the point where I might actually LIVE there…although cable isn’t installed yet, and I can’t live without my daily dose of CNN and Nancy Grace. (Because, if there is one thing you must know about me, it is that I have an odd obsession with watching that woman’s show.)
Michael instant messaged me this morning from work:
Michael: Cable is set to be installed on the 22nd.
Me: Good.
Me: What…wait…that is like the Monday AFTER we move in.
Michael: Yup…we will be without it for 2 days.
Me: Um…no.
(I frantically dial Time Warner….sweat coming from my brow…thinking I might have to be in the house for 2 whole days without Noggin or Robin Meade or Matt Lauer or the ladies from the View.)
Operator: Thank you for calling Time Warner, how can I help you?
Me: Hi…its me, Amanda Burse. I can’t live without Nancy Grace, so you need to come a lot sooner than the 22nd of December….think about all the danger I could be in without even KNOWING it. Oh, you can only give me an 8 hour window of availability? Really? Okay…totally worth it. See you then.
by amanda.b.
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