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Apr. 19th, 2006 10:40 pmToday I requested and was granted a day of personal time off on Friday the 28th. My original thought was to make preparations for the work I anticipated having done on the 29th. My co-worker's husband, who came out about two months ago to see the jobs I wanted done, is waffling: he wants to come back out this Sunday afternoon and look it over again. *eyeroll* He may or may not be able to do anything on the 29th, he says. His schedule is extremely heavy.
Last time, he came over it was an icky, drizzling evening, nearly dark. I'd gotten in less than ten minutes before that--after hitting Goodwill with GK--had completely forgotten the appointment til I opened the front door. (Good thing I still had my clothes on!) *I* may have been scatter-brained that day, but I thought *he* had it together. Now, it seems not.
( Pie in the sky to follow... )
Last time, he came over it was an icky, drizzling evening, nearly dark. I'd gotten in less than ten minutes before that--after hitting Goodwill with GK--had completely forgotten the appointment til I opened the front door. (Good thing I still had my clothes on!) *I* may have been scatter-brained that day, but I thought *he* had it together. Now, it seems not.