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Friday, November 02, 2007

Oh, for the want of peace.

My face is numb because I have a migraine.

My neck is ridiculously tight.

I can barely open my mouth because my jaw is so inflamed.

My nose is filled with snot.

Despite all the stress and meticulous planning, my home is not going to close on the date they gave me. For the last month, I have been planning my life around that date (silly me). My house is a jumble of boxes (I was moving next weekend, after all). I hired movers, I got a substitute teacher, my mom arranged her own substitute teacher, I bought a washer and dryer (and scheduled for delivery at my new home), I arranged appointments with the utility companies, I told my landlord that I was moving out (and paid rent up to that date), Jen and Jeremy were planning to come up to help me move...you get the idea.

Now I don't even have a date. All because somebody failed to do her job correctly, and it wasn't me.

I am thankful. Don't misread me. I don't, however, manage my stress well, so this is a bit overwhelming. So overwhelming that I'm ready for bed at 4:00.

6 comments:

Jessica said...

It's been awhile since I've wanted to grab someone by her hair and smash her face into a wall. But... I feel that this would be a reasonable response to the loan bitch screwing up so royally.

I hope her house burns down.

Let' shop 'till we drop.

sherry said...

Thanks, I think:)

Nothing a trip to Anthropologie to buy a cute new dress can't fix!

Tonight I went to Target. Bad idea.

Anonymous said...

I'm sorry! That sucks...I hate when you do all that you are supposed to and someone else screws up and there's nothing you can do. Sounds like the story of my career at OUSD!!!

Anonymous said...

Just drink Sherry it helps!

Michael Baker said...

Lame! Though I'll bet that in a couple months you'll be sitting in your living room, reading a book, and feeling pretty awesome. Do you have any pictures of it besides the kitchen?

Kimberly said...

BOO. We hate her. Did you find a dress?!?!