Evening, chickies! I'm back from an extended weekend at the new house. Elisha- I'm glad you have cable & Internet, because at the townhouse, cable is out ONCE AGAIN! At least this time, after nearly being stood up on Saturday, I called & they sent someone at 5:15 to the house. They still have the wrong address for me. Ok, send the bills to that address, please. You'll get it corrected the first time you don't get paid, I guarantee that. Grr.
So, cable dude came late Saturday, and I proceeded to veg out and watch about 3 hours of Iron Chef before conking out. Since that was done, and hubby was busy back at the old house, working, I went out to see Mom on Sunday. Drove out in the morning, stayed overnight, and then went to my hair appointment at 12:30 on Monday. Yay, president's day! I headed back to the new house after that, and crashed, watching the Celebrity Fit Club and Flavor of Love that I had missed on Sunday night. (Yes, those are my guilty pleasures. I just want to see someone beat the poo out of "New York")
Hubby was supposed to be at the new house on Monday to get the delivery of his office furniture. A certain well known office supply company, Roffice Repot, managed to cancel the order because "the billing and shipping address don't match." No call, no verification with us, just cancel it out. He calls the asst manager on duty of that office store, tells her what happened, she apologizes, and makes him come back to the store at 8am on Monday to redo the order. Of course, now the Tuesday installation is out of the picture, but I can spend the day off that I was forced to take, and instead of getting the furniture assembled, I can wait for delivery. Ok, could be anywhere from 8-5. At noon, I start looking for the truck. Open all the blinds so I can see the road from anyplace in the house. At 2pm, I call hubby, still back at the old house, working, and make him call Roffice Repot. Oh, the furniture is on the truck, they'll be there. At 4:30, panicky, I call him again, making sure we don't get the "it's after 5pm, can't help you" line of crap. We then get told that with some 3rd party delivery companies, they deliver up until 7pm. 5 and 6 o'clock hours pass. I turn all the interior lights on, so there is no mistaking that there are people in the house, and wait. At 7:15 I call hubby. Livid. Sitting right in front of the window, staring out. He calls Roffice Repot, is on hold for 15 minutes, and then they LIE to him & say that they attempted delivery at 7:18, and no one was there. BULL PUCKY! He calls me. Are they there? No. They claim they just tried to deliver. Nope. No trucks down the road. No cars, no nothing. He hangs up with me, goes back to them & rips them a new one. Then, he calls the asst store manager, who can't believe it. I head back last night at 8pm, having wasted a day off. This morning, the manager arranges for the stuff to be delivered to the store closest to our new house, but now hubby has to go & pick it up & drag it to the house himself. over 700 pounds of furniture. moving it by himself.
Supposedly it will be there tomorrow. Hubs is going to spend Thurs night at the new house, and deal with that first thing Friday morning. Then, file our homestead application so we get our tax break, and lock in the increases. I'll go up after work on Friday, and then we'll have the assembly people coming on Saturday (specially arranged, but I can almost bet money that it doesn't happen as planned and promised) and at this point, if we ever get his office set up, it will be a miracle, and then we can fricking MOVE into the new house for once and for all.
Food has sucked- I ate 20 bagel bite mini pizzas while waiting for the cable guy. A coconut fruit bar while on hold with their dispatching manager. Publix cheese-filled garlic breadsticks- all 8 in the pack. A Healthy Choice chicken fettucine alfredo yesterday, but that sucked, so I followed it up with leftover spaghetti from last weekend, and a slice of Almond Creme Cake. And to try to make me feel better, hubby ordered chinese for dinner last night. Water- at least I had some today at work. Exercising- I swept & mopped the floors, and then paced and paced and paced. It has been a sucky month, and I have nothing to show for it but more gray hair, and a fuzzy, fresh perm.
Tomorrow, a more positive post, if I can remove NewGirl and Roid from my nether-regions.