Showing posts with label August. Show all posts
Showing posts with label August. Show all posts

Thursday, August 30, 2007

August Is A Cruel Month

Seriously.


They read our bill wrong last month - so this actually represents a month and a half worth of electricity. It also represents in my mind a small fortune. Or a lot of yarn. Depending on how you look at it.




The painting inspector, while quite impressed by our paint job on 2 sides of the house, told me that NO, actually, that wasn't good enough. So the painting and scraping continued on for another 3 weeks past his initial visit, and was (hopefully in his eyes) finished this past weekend in a marathon burst of extreme Hard Work and Extreme Heat. Not to mention a hydraulic lift that dangled me 30 feet in the air for hours on end.



Hello! I am Bactrim. I am an antibiotic. Quite useful if you have - for example - an extremely painful bladder infection caused by (probably) too much
stress & overexertion in extreme heat (see above comment).......




I am Vigamox. I am antibiotic eyedrops. Used for those of you who have searingly painful corneal ulcers in their right eyeball. Remember now, don't wear your contacts! Wear those lovely coke-bottle-thick glasses of yours that give you a pressure headache on either side of your temple after only 20 or so minutes of wearing, and which so cut off your vision that you cannot drive with them and so have to put your contacts back in against the eye doctor's orders!



And then yesterday it got Even Worse.


I am a dented car. This is what happens when an 18 year old with a sassy attitude and a total lack of respect for a stop sign and a blinking red light decides to exceed safe speed limits and crash right into the side of you. And then change her story and tell the police officer that she came to a full and complete stop at said stop sign and that in fact you (yes, you!) were the one who ran the red light. Luckily all evidence is quite clearly on the side of my version of things. But still. No fun.




Seriously, this has most definitely **not** been my month.


I think that this Slate Magazine guy has got the right idea and we should just skip August in entirety from now on out..........