"It's 3 A.M., I must be lonely..."
Yes, it is actually 3:40 a.m. Had one of those moments where you wake up "stressing" about things...
First, started thinking about the damage to the siding on the house in Birmingham that happened 4 months ago. Ben and L-D ordered furniture from "Goons2Go," and they parked their truck in such a way on the curb that it snagged our phone line, which - when they drove away - was ripped off the house taking siding with it. The phone lines were the legal height, too. Anyway, after much "runaround," they agreed to pay for the lines. But now 2 months have passed since they "approved" the claim forms, and no check. So, in order to fix the siding before the next "rainy" season, I may have to shell out $500 to get it repaired before something else happens. So, now I have to be confrontational and talk to whatever moron in their claims department is hoping (i think) this will all slip through the cracks...
Morons...
Then, the stress over things heightened as I have seized this opportunity to worry about everything from debt to thinking about how I can take the music program at Crosspoint to the next level (setting real goals). Even started worry about my health and getting older...
Why do our brains do this to us in the middle of the night?? I have worries in the day, but they're always amplified in the middle of the night...sheesh...
On the bright side, being up in the middle of the night has allowed me to talk on Y!IM with Joel while he hangs out at the Holiday Inn front desk. Wow, I couldn't work nights... Joel must have a "gift" for that...
PHRASES 'OVERHEARD' IN THE MIDDLE OF THE NIGHT: "..........................................." "....................................." "..............................."
"Stupid people flock to hotels." (sorry, only one person talking...)
First, started thinking about the damage to the siding on the house in Birmingham that happened 4 months ago. Ben and L-D ordered furniture from "Goons2Go," and they parked their truck in such a way on the curb that it snagged our phone line, which - when they drove away - was ripped off the house taking siding with it. The phone lines were the legal height, too. Anyway, after much "runaround," they agreed to pay for the lines. But now 2 months have passed since they "approved" the claim forms, and no check. So, in order to fix the siding before the next "rainy" season, I may have to shell out $500 to get it repaired before something else happens. So, now I have to be confrontational and talk to whatever moron in their claims department is hoping (i think) this will all slip through the cracks...
Morons...
Then, the stress over things heightened as I have seized this opportunity to worry about everything from debt to thinking about how I can take the music program at Crosspoint to the next level (setting real goals). Even started worry about my health and getting older...
Why do our brains do this to us in the middle of the night?? I have worries in the day, but they're always amplified in the middle of the night...sheesh...
On the bright side, being up in the middle of the night has allowed me to talk on Y!IM with Joel while he hangs out at the Holiday Inn front desk. Wow, I couldn't work nights... Joel must have a "gift" for that...
PHRASES 'OVERHEARD' IN THE MIDDLE OF THE NIGHT: "..........................................." "....................................." "..............................."
"Stupid people flock to hotels." (sorry, only one person talking...)
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