Yeah, and here I am at almost 1:00 AM trying to get some things done so I can try to get some sleep (although I napped pretty good today, I still feel exhausted).
I'm feeling very anxious tonight (this morning, I guess). Tomorrow I have a dentist appointment (root canal, no less). I have to come up with $150 for it up front and then file a claim with insurance - for some reason the don't participate directly with insurance companies - most places handle that. But, I need this like now, so not shopping around for another specialist.
I am also in charge of trying to track down a problem that is affecting a client and has been going on for a long time and I am feeling a bit panicky over that and general work/time/project management issues. If I wasn't so tired I'd try to work on it now.... as it is I need to send a couple emails, since I'll likely be interrupted in the morning.
The plumbers have BS'd me for 3 or 4 weeks about coming out here. I have a ton of things I need to do to better prepare this dump for winter and it was below 20 degrees - F TTD and NQ all day today. Not that it mattered since I slept until W woke me up to come over and then I was running errands and watching TV all evening.
Not only did I not need the expense of dental work, it looks like most of the property tax bill is going to end up on a credit card. I don't think I'm ever going to be able to afford another car, either.
Today's frustrating behavior from a WAW (possibly a mild MLCer at that). Last week I almost got excited because when I went out somewhere, she handed me the key that she took from my key ring way back when, instead of the one with her keys that she usually gave me. Not really sure about her intentions, I put it on the counter, and she took it with her when she left. Tonight, she gave me that one again, so I put it near where I keep my wallet and keys. Before she went to bed (leaving me on the couch watching TV again) she asked "where's your key." I'm pretty sure she said "your," not "the." I just had the thought that she might have started doing that because she fears I'll either drive over there and snoop or make a copy of the house keys on her key ring. If that's the case, then I'm pissed. Although, now that I've thought of it... Of course I may be being paranoid. On the other hand, I give her free reign of this place when I'm out running errands (usually getting us dinner while she visits the cat and does laundry).