Fuck A Bunch of That.

So I'm not having the best week. Actually, this ranks up there with one of the worst weeks of my life. Until you know what it's like to see a drug kill your mother, and have your mother laugh at you, then have your sister call you crying and tell you that you mean more to her than her own mother, well you just haven't had a bad week. My work environment sucks right now. There is a problem with a co-worker who isn't a team player. She's negative and she's really getting on my nerves. Today, I had a conversation with my boss about her. I'm betting things are going to get worse, before they get better. I just think she should view this as a coaching opportunity. Hmm, what else? I'm sick. Yeah, snot abounds. Oh, and today we got a letter from our subdivision committee about an emergency meeting at the end of the month where we will be discussing raising our subdivision fee. Fuck a bunch of that. You can bet your sweet ass I'll be front and center at that meeting. I'm tired and I'm not going to take it anymore. Think Norma Rae. Anyway, so there's that. Oh, then we got our Charter bill today for our phone and internet and surprise, surprise it had gone up. Fuck a bunch of that. AT&T here we come. Shit.

I'm hoping tomorrow is going to kick off a much better streak of life for me. My sister will be here tomorrow evening and I'm going to a happy hour. If I can't get happy at a happy hour, then there is no hope for me. This weekend will be an exciting weekend of deck railing construction. I'll try and snap some pictures.