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prosodicToday has been full of fail.
For starters, we missed trash collection today, and our trash bin was full. Oh, we had the trash out last night, since we didn't know how early they came. But I heard the truck this morning. I saw it park in front of the house. In Germany, the trash collectors get the trash on both sides of the street at once. Not here. They apparently collected trash across the street but not at our place, and I thought they had collected our trash, so I hauled in the bin. It felt light, but it's small anyway. So I had no idea the trash was still inside. And then I didn't realize that they hadn't collected it until they were stopped in front of my next door neighbor's house.
So now we need to figure out where to go to dump our trash. It can't wait until next Monday.
And then to make me feel even more stupid, I hung up on an incoming cellphone call when I was in the middle of texting Lance. I was on the text message screen, and suddenly a number popped up and I freaked out and exclaimed, "Oh shit!" and hung up. I have a bad feeling that it was someone calling me about a job. Well, consider that one lost. I was too embarrassed to call back. I have never gotten a call in the middle of a text message, but then again, I have only had this phone for 6 days.
Anyway, this morning lagged because I didn't want to start priming the walls until the fridge was delivered. It came shortly before noon, but there were some problems getting it in the house. The front door had to be removed. But the fridge is now in place and it's...big. Not to look a gift horse in the mouth, since it's a 5 year old fridge and we paid $200 for it (and our agent paid the other half), but it's too big for our kitchen...depth-wise, not width-wise. And it seems to be working okay, but the ice doesn't want to come out of the dispenser (and perhaps that's because it hasn't had enough time to make a lot of ice yet) and I found water on the floor under the fridge, but I think that's because I spilled some when I tested the water dispenser. Will have to keep my eye on it.
(This amused me, but one of the delivery guys used to be a professional painter. He was checking out the paint job so far and said, "nice color!" Hehe. Lance isn't fond of it.)
Spent the afternoon priming the walls. Lance was at work. We texted back and forth occasionally, but I had to stop once I was in the thick of things. I was covered in primer. It splattered everywhere. Neither of us are neat painters.
Took a break shortly after 3, right about the time the mailman arrived with two packages: one from Lance's sister, which was a wooden loon wall hanging that was made by their grandfather. So I immediately hung that up near the front door. The other package was from Paula - her Christmas gift to me - which was a pair of sleep socks and a pedicure set from Bath & Body Works. It cheered me up immensely. I was feeling stupid all day because of the trash thing and the cellphone call.
I finished up the walls shortly before Lance came home from work. He called his sister to thank her for the gift, and while they were chatting, my cellphone rang. No, it wasn't the same number of the phone call I had gotten earlier. No such luck. But it was something good.
A request for a job interview.
It's a job in banking. I won't give any details right now as to not jinx things, but the woman I spoke with is the woman who will be interviewing me, and she seemed very nice and down to earth. I explained that we have only been living here for a week (has it only been a week?) and that things are a world of chaos right now, so I had to consult with my husband as to when would be the ideal time to come in for an interview, since we were sharing a car. She was very understanding. Once Lance was off the phone, I gave him 3 options for time slots she has open this week, and he chose Wednesday afternoon (as the movers are coming Thursday and Friday is still a question mark). I called her back to schedule, and I'm going in for the interview at 4:30 pm Wednesday.
What followed this was a frantic trip to Target to complete my business suit, as I only own a suit jacket. I found one pair of pants in my size that match my jacket very nicely, and they were on clearance for $7. I also got some makeup since dark circles under the eyes do not make for a professional, together appearance.
Lance and I are back here at the hotel so he can watch the Vikings game, and then it's back to the house to put on the first coat of paint. We just ate Arby's. I'm so SICK of fast food. Ugh. I can't wait until Thursday when we can have our stuff back again and I can start cooking normal meals.
Pictures later of our progress today.
For starters, we missed trash collection today, and our trash bin was full. Oh, we had the trash out last night, since we didn't know how early they came. But I heard the truck this morning. I saw it park in front of the house. In Germany, the trash collectors get the trash on both sides of the street at once. Not here. They apparently collected trash across the street but not at our place, and I thought they had collected our trash, so I hauled in the bin. It felt light, but it's small anyway. So I had no idea the trash was still inside. And then I didn't realize that they hadn't collected it until they were stopped in front of my next door neighbor's house.
So now we need to figure out where to go to dump our trash. It can't wait until next Monday.
And then to make me feel even more stupid, I hung up on an incoming cellphone call when I was in the middle of texting Lance. I was on the text message screen, and suddenly a number popped up and I freaked out and exclaimed, "Oh shit!" and hung up. I have a bad feeling that it was someone calling me about a job. Well, consider that one lost. I was too embarrassed to call back. I have never gotten a call in the middle of a text message, but then again, I have only had this phone for 6 days.
Anyway, this morning lagged because I didn't want to start priming the walls until the fridge was delivered. It came shortly before noon, but there were some problems getting it in the house. The front door had to be removed. But the fridge is now in place and it's...big. Not to look a gift horse in the mouth, since it's a 5 year old fridge and we paid $200 for it (and our agent paid the other half), but it's too big for our kitchen...depth-wise, not width-wise. And it seems to be working okay, but the ice doesn't want to come out of the dispenser (and perhaps that's because it hasn't had enough time to make a lot of ice yet) and I found water on the floor under the fridge, but I think that's because I spilled some when I tested the water dispenser. Will have to keep my eye on it.
(This amused me, but one of the delivery guys used to be a professional painter. He was checking out the paint job so far and said, "nice color!" Hehe. Lance isn't fond of it.)
Spent the afternoon priming the walls. Lance was at work. We texted back and forth occasionally, but I had to stop once I was in the thick of things. I was covered in primer. It splattered everywhere. Neither of us are neat painters.
Took a break shortly after 3, right about the time the mailman arrived with two packages: one from Lance's sister, which was a wooden loon wall hanging that was made by their grandfather. So I immediately hung that up near the front door. The other package was from Paula - her Christmas gift to me - which was a pair of sleep socks and a pedicure set from Bath & Body Works. It cheered me up immensely. I was feeling stupid all day because of the trash thing and the cellphone call.
I finished up the walls shortly before Lance came home from work. He called his sister to thank her for the gift, and while they were chatting, my cellphone rang. No, it wasn't the same number of the phone call I had gotten earlier. No such luck. But it was something good.
A request for a job interview.
It's a job in banking. I won't give any details right now as to not jinx things, but the woman I spoke with is the woman who will be interviewing me, and she seemed very nice and down to earth. I explained that we have only been living here for a week (has it only been a week?) and that things are a world of chaos right now, so I had to consult with my husband as to when would be the ideal time to come in for an interview, since we were sharing a car. She was very understanding. Once Lance was off the phone, I gave him 3 options for time slots she has open this week, and he chose Wednesday afternoon (as the movers are coming Thursday and Friday is still a question mark). I called her back to schedule, and I'm going in for the interview at 4:30 pm Wednesday.
What followed this was a frantic trip to Target to complete my business suit, as I only own a suit jacket. I found one pair of pants in my size that match my jacket very nicely, and they were on clearance for $7. I also got some makeup since dark circles under the eyes do not make for a professional, together appearance.
Lance and I are back here at the hotel so he can watch the Vikings game, and then it's back to the house to put on the first coat of paint. We just ate Arby's. I'm so SICK of fast food. Ugh. I can't wait until Thursday when we can have our stuff back again and I can start cooking normal meals.
Pictures later of our progress today.
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Date: 2007-12-18 01:32 pm (UTC)