Archive for the 'stress' Category

T minus….

13 Aug

I’m really no good at this… As Monday lunchtime arrives, we’re down to the last 24 hours. My nerves are completely shot, and the stress is now manifesting itself physically (those of you who know me know exactly what form that manifestation is taking). Colleen’s got the anticpation twitterpation as well; and while I won’t […]

a hypothetical

06 Aug

Is it wrong to wish for the result of one test to be just bad enough to encourage emergency measures to bring an ongoing situation to its ultimate, positive resolution much more rapidly? Because after the last week or so, Colleen and I would honestly be much happier with a bit of bad (but not too […]

…on busy schedules, self-confidence, and scalpels.

23 Jul

ten pounds of something in a five pound bag It may not be as bad as that statement’s colloquial connotation makes it out to be, but the week certainly feels overstuffed enough to qualify for a reasonably literal reading of the comparison. I think the feeling stems from the fact that it’s a non-normal week […]

carpentry post-mortem and associated bitching

17 Jul

When we last left the action in the saga of the bathroom floor, I’d gotten a call that the floor guys hadn’t received our materials from the supplier, so work wouldn’t be able to commence on Friday as planned. We were pencilled in for Tuesday. Frustrating, but, alas, par for this particular course. Saturday morning […]

no joy

12 Jul

The floor place called me this afternoon. Apparently, my materials haven’t arrived at the store yet, so I won’t be coming home from work tomorrow to a pretty new bathroom. damn. They’re going to call me tomorrow to reschedule. I don’t see it happening until next week. damn again. At least they had the decency […]

Antici…..(wait for it)….pation. And a little bit of resolution, too.

12 Jul

Assuming no more problems, tomorrow, the bathroom floor will be done (it better be, I’ve paid the up-front deposit already!). Tonight’s going to involve some heavy lifting, getting the washer and dryer out of the way (got a hand truck for that, shouldn’t be a problem), and getting all the stuff that’s fallen into the […]

the following takes place between 2:17 and 2:25pm…

09 Jul

So, the plans to hit the cheap movies at the new multiplex collapsed right about the time we saw the line snaking all the way around the attached mall. After lunch and  a quick trip to the bookstore, we headed home.  However, since Andrew’d been such a good kid for the morning, Mary hadn’t been, […]

malevolent spirits in the bathroom

08 Jul

I believe my house may be trying to drive us away. Of course, if it keeps breaking little bits of itself like this, I’m going to be unable to sell it to anyone. So, if the property is indeed sentient or haunted by a Spielbergian Poltergeist, it probably ought to have thought its cunning plan […]

a confluence of tracks six and three

05 Jul

The floor measurement’s done; they have our requirements and can work up a good estimate. Of course, the floor place, perfectly reasonably, is stretching out their Independence Day weekend (I really should have done that…), and won’t be back in the office until Monday. “Share it fairly but don’t take a slice of my pie” […]

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