It’s amazing how two days of being stuck at home with no transportation, thanks to a fried alternator, will affect one’s personality.
Fortunately, Chris managed to get the thing off last night, delivered to the place that rebuilds alternators this morning, will pick it up on his way home from work, and get it put back in this evening. But nobody was available to take me to work today (technically, Chris could have dropped me off if I hadn’t minded standing locked outside the office from 6:30 to 8:30 in the morning…)Â And I daresay my new employers are not pleased with me being absent two days in a row in my first three weeks.Â But there’s not really a great deal I could do about it.
Oh no you didn’t!!!!Â (Not you, the chick out my front window.)Â One of my “neighbors” just walked her stupid dustmop of a dog up to my lawn specifically so he could take a dump there! That is so wrong!Â If I wanted to clean dog leavings out of my lawn, I’d OWN A DOG!!!
See, this is why I should not be kept home during the day.