I guess I played too hard this weekend because I'm getting serious payback now.
Rewind to last Friday morning. I opened my freezer and noticed the ice bin was filling up with water. Lovely. This is the 3rd or 4th time I've had problems with my ice maker. I dump out the ice bin and head to the doctor and then to work. At 11:30 I put in a service request to have my freezer fixed. We got off work at 3 on Friday and all I wanted to do was go home and take a nap. I get home and walk into my kitchen and what happens? Splash. I step in a huge puddle on my kitchen floor. Clearly no work has been done on my freezer. I call the office and ask if they could get to it first thing in the morning because I really didn't want anyone in my apartment Friday afternoon. They don't work weekend...or on Labor Day...so it was then or Tuesday. So I say fine, please come this afternoon because it was getting way worse (ice bin had completely filled with water again by the time I got home from work). They say ok and never show up. How nice is that? I was irate that it was broken for the 4th or 5th time, then irate they didn't come fix it when they said they would. This was also worse than normal because water was literally just freely running into the freezer. After going to the concert I had Luke come back and turn the water off to the ice maker so it didn't literally flood my apartment. Part of me soooo wanted to leave it on to prove a point, but then I realized I'd still end up with a huge mess that I had to deal with.
So anyway, fast forward to yesterday. I put in another request, this time telling them there was a dog here because my parents had to evacuate. I get home yesterday? No fix. Poor Scout had to stay in my room all day long.
That was a very long lead up to today, but it just further makes my day...not. I wake up this morning feeling like crap and still have an arm that doesn't work. I drag myself to work and ended up working late. Nothing is going right there and stuff I was 95% done with ends up being only 50% done upon asking 1 question to someone. This has been repeating itself a lot lately. So I finally realize at 6:30pm that poor Scout had been locked up in my room since before 8am. I ran home and came in the door, hoping to see my freezer fixed...no such luck. So that means I have to yet again lock her in my room tomorrow.
I decide to defrost my freezer after I had yet again thrown away almost all the food in there since I didn't think anyone else would do anything about it. I put the few things I do have in a cooler in my kitchen and then as I was standing up I hit my head on the corner of the open freezer door...hard. I just sat there and cried. Nice. I am so frustrated. I finally decide to go get more food from My Fit Foods and to pick up the 6 prescriptions I dropped off at Walgreen's yesterday. I get to MFF and I had to sit in the middle of Shepherd for about 5 minutes waiting to turn left into the parking lot while girls stood there by their cars just gabbing away, leaving no open parking spaces and no room for me to pull into the parking lot. That made people very happy. I survived that and then headed to Walgreen's. I decided I'd have a lonely ice cream party for myself and eat it one last time before I start the "allergy diet." I get to the ice cream isle and yes, you guessed it, not a single flavor I like was in stock. Lovely. Then I go to pick up my prescriptions and it takes the guy like 10 minutes to find them all and then I only count 5. He says one isn't ready and will be ready tomorrow. Surely it would have been too convenient for me to only have to go pick them up once. I settled on Starburst Jelly Beans instead. I sit down and enjoy my good dinner and then try to open the jelly beans. I tear the top off of the resealable bag where it says "tear here." I can't open it after that. I try for about 5 minutes, no luck. I get up and cut more of the top off. I try again, still can't open it. I almost have to resort to getting my tool box out to get to the freakin' jelly beans because somehow I get the defective package that puts a lock on the candy. Maybe someone is trying to tell me something? I promise there is no yeast, dairy, olive, mushroom, thyme, or cinnamon in there.
So now it is 8:30 and I have to be awake in 8.5 hours and I don't see myself going to bed any time soon because I'm high from my new medicine.
Sorry to anyone who actually read all this. I needed to vent. I even feel silly as I read it because it isn't all that bad, I'm just in a bad mood. And I have a bump on my head from the stupid freezer and a bump on my arm from stupid grass. I just pray that I get some decent sleep tonight and hopefully the run in the morning will start tomorrow off on a better foot. It also wouldn't hurt if the company I worked for actually came to fix my freezer. Sad when I can't say much for the service they are providing, or are not providing.
Rewind to last Friday morning. I opened my freezer and noticed the ice bin was filling up with water. Lovely. This is the 3rd or 4th time I've had problems with my ice maker. I dump out the ice bin and head to the doctor and then to work. At 11:30 I put in a service request to have my freezer fixed. We got off work at 3 on Friday and all I wanted to do was go home and take a nap. I get home and walk into my kitchen and what happens? Splash. I step in a huge puddle on my kitchen floor. Clearly no work has been done on my freezer. I call the office and ask if they could get to it first thing in the morning because I really didn't want anyone in my apartment Friday afternoon. They don't work weekend...or on Labor Day...so it was then or Tuesday. So I say fine, please come this afternoon because it was getting way worse (ice bin had completely filled with water again by the time I got home from work). They say ok and never show up. How nice is that? I was irate that it was broken for the 4th or 5th time, then irate they didn't come fix it when they said they would. This was also worse than normal because water was literally just freely running into the freezer. After going to the concert I had Luke come back and turn the water off to the ice maker so it didn't literally flood my apartment. Part of me soooo wanted to leave it on to prove a point, but then I realized I'd still end up with a huge mess that I had to deal with.
So anyway, fast forward to yesterday. I put in another request, this time telling them there was a dog here because my parents had to evacuate. I get home yesterday? No fix. Poor Scout had to stay in my room all day long.
That was a very long lead up to today, but it just further makes my day...not. I wake up this morning feeling like crap and still have an arm that doesn't work. I drag myself to work and ended up working late. Nothing is going right there and stuff I was 95% done with ends up being only 50% done upon asking 1 question to someone. This has been repeating itself a lot lately. So I finally realize at 6:30pm that poor Scout had been locked up in my room since before 8am. I ran home and came in the door, hoping to see my freezer fixed...no such luck. So that means I have to yet again lock her in my room tomorrow.
I decide to defrost my freezer after I had yet again thrown away almost all the food in there since I didn't think anyone else would do anything about it. I put the few things I do have in a cooler in my kitchen and then as I was standing up I hit my head on the corner of the open freezer door...hard. I just sat there and cried. Nice. I am so frustrated. I finally decide to go get more food from My Fit Foods and to pick up the 6 prescriptions I dropped off at Walgreen's yesterday. I get to MFF and I had to sit in the middle of Shepherd for about 5 minutes waiting to turn left into the parking lot while girls stood there by their cars just gabbing away, leaving no open parking spaces and no room for me to pull into the parking lot. That made people very happy. I survived that and then headed to Walgreen's. I decided I'd have a lonely ice cream party for myself and eat it one last time before I start the "allergy diet." I get to the ice cream isle and yes, you guessed it, not a single flavor I like was in stock. Lovely. Then I go to pick up my prescriptions and it takes the guy like 10 minutes to find them all and then I only count 5. He says one isn't ready and will be ready tomorrow. Surely it would have been too convenient for me to only have to go pick them up once. I settled on Starburst Jelly Beans instead. I sit down and enjoy my good dinner and then try to open the jelly beans. I tear the top off of the resealable bag where it says "tear here." I can't open it after that. I try for about 5 minutes, no luck. I get up and cut more of the top off. I try again, still can't open it. I almost have to resort to getting my tool box out to get to the freakin' jelly beans because somehow I get the defective package that puts a lock on the candy. Maybe someone is trying to tell me something? I promise there is no yeast, dairy, olive, mushroom, thyme, or cinnamon in there.
So now it is 8:30 and I have to be awake in 8.5 hours and I don't see myself going to bed any time soon because I'm high from my new medicine.
Sorry to anyone who actually read all this. I needed to vent. I even feel silly as I read it because it isn't all that bad, I'm just in a bad mood. And I have a bump on my head from the stupid freezer and a bump on my arm from stupid grass. I just pray that I get some decent sleep tonight and hopefully the run in the morning will start tomorrow off on a better foot. It also wouldn't hurt if the company I worked for actually came to fix my freezer. Sad when I can't say much for the service they are providing, or are not providing.
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Poor Scout, give that puppy some love from me.