Busy day

[tiamatlady]

Items to accomplish

- Client #1
- Talk to salon about needs for wedding/make appointment
(ran into D there - freaky! I love that she loves her stylist. I really like that place. And I can't wait for the super sexxxxy pedicure I'm going to get after the season! Hmmm,,rub them feets and wrap em in seaweed!)
- Fix cable modem (Grrrrr - I dunno what happened, I was sure it was my sister, but she swears she wasn't here. I'm still trying to blame the bloop on her tho.)
- keep sister from killing the kids (they waltzed in all about "changing locks" and how my sister "*hand, staple, forehead* needs to rest..." I'd believe that if she didn't spend all day every day sitting around. Ok, pregnant, but, like her LAST pregnancy, it's like noone has ever been pregnant EVER. So Tired Of It! (Hey kazama - reminds me of someone *evil grin*)
- Insurance agent to review policy, and remove what I don't need. FSCKING Asshat! I walk in RIGHT behind a guy who didn't speak English. I'm NICE and wait for him to get told he has to sign in for the agent. Which I already know. My reward - is the Agent Asshat telling me he's too "busy" to deal with my "little problem" and the people on the phone can help me. He goes to hand me a card and I look at him and say "I wanted to speak to an agent." he says' *BIG sigh* I'm going to be *too* busy all day *to talk to you*." I take the card and walk out, WITHOUT giving him the info he needed about my title, and toss the card to the ground. I now know the Agent in Westwood is a COMPLETE asshole, and will NEVER go into that office again. I should have known and just gone to Rockland, but hey, this was convenient. Asshat.
Insert - stop and talk to Saturn about my car So thanks to the asshat I have time to kill, so I stop in at Saturn to talk to Jack. I told him about the guy who was mean to me, and he got that furrowed brow look, I'll bet Someone got a talking to. We talked about the noises my car was making and he "yes dear"'d me to death. Which is how I WANT to be treated - like I'm his ONLY customer EVER. We arrainged a loaner, and he put into the computer the work I think I need done, but he said first - "we'll look over the whole car. If it's dying and you'd be throwing money away, we'll just do an oil change, til you decide what to do. If it's fixable, reasonably, then I'll call you. If it's not, we'll talk about your options. AND you can have a loaner for the day." I seriously LOVE this man.
- Client #2
- finish putting together personal returns - never did get to this
- eat in there somewhere
- Client #3 monthly meeting. not too bad, but there something we need to review she's not expecting. *shrugs* No Big Whoop.
- Fall down, go boom.

Tomorrow looks to be the same, although I should hop on the T and head into Cambridge for my client. the idea of driving through the crap that is 93, to the parking nightmare that is Cambridge - more than my little mind can handle right now.

Gah.

Concerned about tomorrow. Am very tired and am now hungry, where I wasn't before. Have to head out and get money and food. Want to avoid going to the bank, but I think I have to. Maybe I'll go to Weymouth, and stop at CVS for Snackage. Hmmm, sounds good. Dunno if I should drive or go out at all, but the car needs to be at least moved so I may as well go for a ride too.

Very afraid for my car. I'd rather stay in it for another couple of years, but unless these noises I'm hearing are minor in nature, I might be looking at another car. The SAD thing is - they have the car I WANT, an L300, new, in the black leather on black that I want, IN STOCK. Those freaking BASTARDS - damn you foul temptress!!!

(stupid slut of a car)

Ok I can't afford an L300, but I can HEAR it taunting me.
Oh well, I have another week to go before I can wrap my head around it. *sighs* My poor car.