What a long freaking day

If it weren't for Marcus I'd be crying pretty damn hard right now.
As it is I'm sitting in the remains of my bedroom, wirelessly connected and typing up a quickie posting.
It's empty of almost everything, it's all around the apartment, and it truly is disgusting how much crap I own. I am determined that which does not have a place shall not come back into this room.
I've picked out a paint color which I'm loving, but it's the expensive not on sale brand. I'm going to go back to Home Despot tomorrow to try and match it to a cheaper brand.

If anyone has any Behr brand paint in color Wild Thistle, let me know.

I have to finish cleaning the dangerous dust bunnies, and wash a few things. Then I'm just going to start painting. I very much wanted to paint today. I'm very sorry I spent yesterday out instead of doing what we did today yesterday.

I'm very overwhelmed by this project. Disturbed even. I only have to look forward to the end of the week, when the tough stuff will be done and I can start putting stuff back IN. I feel very discombobulated and if I could JUST Put it all back right now I would. Except cleaner.

I'm off to bed, I have to work tomorrow and I DO NOT WANT TO. If it were any other client except the asshole, I'd call in. Seriously.

feline is asleep (I hope) in the other room, and I'm glad she's staying tonight. To put her at least just a hair closer to work tomorrow. She's talked me down off a couple of decorating ledges *grins* I wonder if anything is going to go normal this week. I want my room back like, now.

Ugh

- I feel like death. I have that "I haven't slept long enough" feeling. I should get used to this feeling, I'll be getting up at 6AM soon enough.

- My clothes are NOT dry after rinsing them out last night

- I said I'd be in at 10, I figure I'll give him an extra hour to get into the office. And I will tell him that. And if he gives me ANY shit, I will happily walk out. The guilt I felt last week is GONE, in light of me wanting to paint today.

- I WILL be getting paint today. feline had a point about "OK it's more expensive, but it's the COLOR you LIKE." And I like that. I also need a roller (thanks to all my sister's supplies being COMPLETELY covered in paint *grrrr*) sandpaper and tape just to be safe around the plugs.

Don't want to go to work today. Have podfee tho, and that's good.
Must go find clothes.

Yargh

I could be painting. I'm not.
I have a feeling I'm going to be here late.
None of my "actual" job description duties are available for doing - he has NO WORK for me, and we're apparently going over what he said we'd be going over NEXT week, TODAY.
Add to this the missing salesmen. Both guys have effectively quit. The second salesman has not called or shown up for over a week, after an interesting story of "I hurt myself on my deck." The owner knows it too. I am being FAR too helpful today, and he's NOT going to let me go without a fight. However, when he's cut down to one day a week he will. After this week he'll see me Wednesdays and that will be all. MAYBE if I'm nice I'll come in this Wednesday but I don't think I'm that nice. It depends on another client.

I'm worried about money all around. I forgot to print my invoices before disassembling the computer. I need to get that up and running FAST. I need to paint today, and goddess knows if I'll be able to get the paint. OR if I'm going to get out of here in a timely manner. I hate freaking sitting. I hate feeling stupid and useless. I hate the image of my bedroom in the back of my mind KNOWING I want to be there working on it, and being stuck here.

I also know other people have bigger problems than I. I just want to get to a point where I can start ditching things. I hate complaining about such a small thing. The guilt weighs heavy. PLEASE, don't fault me for being selfish right now - I might not be reaching out but I hear you. Please grab me if you need me.

I found all my concert tees in the storage unit. I plan on experimenting with some of them. I plan on giving away others. They don't all suck. I'm going to list and take pics of them for giveaway soon.

Why am I here

I'm sitting here with NOTHING to do, or feel like doing,
when I have painting to do at home.
I hate this place.

EDIT: So NOW I get to sit and wait for him to get and eat lunch. If I'm lucky he'll bring in the mail. But he'd rather pay me to sit here and do *WHAT* than let me go, and call me when he has, oh, I dunno, WORK for me?

Good thing is my schedule has firmed itself up for the week. It's imperative I get to stuff tonight. Painting that is. I don't care how long it takes. AND I have to keep the windows closed and the A/C blasting, since the humidity HAS GOT to be a factor. I can at least put some pieces of furniture back in.

And, I've worked out a free day tomorrow, although I MIGHT go into usual Tuesday client then, instead of Wednesday. But that means I can WORK on the room til the wee hours, instead of having to call it quits to go to bed and be grumpy.

Until I get out of here, and can get to work this song is all you'll hear. I'm sorry.

I mean honestly, I haven't done anything but surf - WHY THE EFF am I here, and why is he mad i wasn't here earlier????

Well, finally

a cheerful post. WHy yes, I"m home why do you ask?

- Escaped the hell client without killing him. After he was being a dick. I mean WHY would I Have entered something if I thought it wasn't necessary? There was an error that took THREE months to fix, HTF was I supposed to know while looking at ONE of those months, and not getting back to the next for 3 weeks? Asshat. Plus, his previous bookkeepers were stupid. Yes they were. No I'm not kidding, or exaggerating. I have to go in on Wednesday but I'm OK with that. I'm billing him for 6 hours. I don't care if I spent most of it surfing. Imagine what I could do if I put my mind to it!

- Got cut off by stupid cow in giant car. Stupid cow also turned into Home Depot. Stupid cow ALSO almost hit me head on by trying to pull into the same space I was pulling into from the other side. Stupid cow chose WISELY not to speak to me after the withering look I shot her. Seriously, she NEVER LOOKED AT ME ONCE, and almost hit me at least twice.

- I have Das Paint. The color I wanted. The difference was $2. I got the one I wanted. I WUV IT LONG TIME, and am thrilled to finally be able to start!

- That said I must do the following:

- eat (MUST have protein to work)
- get stepstool (rassa frackin forgetful!)
- finish cleaning up the dust bunnies of doom
- apply Goo B Gone to tape remains
- sand down the blue gooey spots
- DAS PAINT

Must procure soda and food. More later.

First begun is half done

or something like that.

I used the GooGone that feline rewcommended - HELLO GONE BLUE CRAP! It was taking off the dirt AND the paint *yikes* I didn't have to sandpaper anything. Very nice.

The room is half what I would call "periwinkle" or "heather purple" I LOVE it, it looks delicious and it's NOT dark, although I'm sure teh Unit will be horrorfied. I've used about a quarter of the can of paint, have done one full wall, which includes a large window, and am starting on the first full wall no window. I anticipate this will go FASTER. I am very horrble at edging, but given that I learned at the knee of the best slaker painter ever, I am NOT taping nor am I using my hand edger roller. Yes there is paint on things, I'm wiping what I can. And there is on the ceiling but I LIKE it and I'm maintaining that opinion *grins*

I am however, dripping with sweat, have smudges on my pants and the rest of me is half naked. I'd LOVE some help, but I'd rather paint naked. Hmmmm, how very Berzerker of me. *grins*

More water then I have to juggle the TV. I really want to finish the main coat tonight, then let others come over tomorrow and look around. I'm NOT painiting the inside of the window, as the shades are in the way and I want Teh Unit to show me how to take those down. If at all. I should be OK, although my car still needs to be moved. I'm NOT working early tomorrow, I have every intent of sleeping late then moving furniture.

Back to painting.