so tonight i work from 6 to 9, standard friday and all. but i have the `day` off.

ha!

some day it's been! since 7:30 this morning, i've been waiting for ``paul`` to come by and install our new stove/microwave/backsplash. it's 2:30 in the afternoon, and still no paul. this does not make me a very happy camper.

i'm not a very willing participant in The Waiting Game. i have patience, lots of it, but not when it involves waiting for someone who was supposed to be here by 11am at the latest!

i quickly become agitated and stressed. because i feel trapped. like a prisoner. i can't go anywhere, or get too involved with any one thing, because i'm waiting.

*silent scream*

i don't know anyone who likes waiting for someone else to show up, especially when said someone is well beyond late in doing so. and to make matters even more chaotic, i have the mutts to deal with - they're wonderful, well-behaved dogs once i tell them a person is ``okay.`` the problem in that lies with the fact that they have difficulty hearing me say ``okay`` over all the barking. so, that sound be fun. i think i'll pop an advil now, just as a preventative measure. *raspberry*

aaaaanyway. i feel better now that i've bitched about my situation. sometimes you just need to let off some steam... once that's done, you can sit back and look at things from a better perspective.

... which is what i'm going to do now. *smiles*

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