Weekend Woes

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What a way to begin the week… I was supposed to attend a meeting at the capital but the transportation guy never appeared… So I waited from 6 to 8am… to no avail. I am quite pissed, tired, and it seems I am also getting the flu… I would just go home and go straight to bed if I was given the alternative… I feel like crap. This weekend was taxing in every way. All the things I expected to do could not be completed.

On Saturday, had an appointment with the nutricionist early in the morning. I guess I still have some shock factor even if I think I look normal… Seems I don’t. Normal me is quite different than professional me, and although the black hair brings some seiousness to my demeanour, the psycho in me always shows up. LOL In the afternoon the cistern was the issue… It was changed for another one, and was put up, and it wouldn’t work. The whole afternoon went away pulled by the frustration and despair of the frickin thing not wanting to work properly… In the end a miracle happened and it seems to work… So… Finally after 3 months, the cistern is up and running. Wheeee o algo. Oh, and the highlight of the day was that we made the lovely discovery of a sewer that looks like Sadako will come crawling out any minute from it… Quite eerie and disturbing…

If Saturday was a bit frustrating, yesterday was the pits. Tried putting up the cats fence in the balcony… At days end, only part of the cats fence was up… Gotta get in a ladder to complete the fence on its highest side, as well as gotta complete the framed fence that Zordak began to put together. Nothing worst than when you are working hard, with your tongue out, and having people watching and doing nothing to help you out. No one goes out of their comfort zone to help, not even a slight remark offering polite words… Nothing. That plus a feeling of being invaded and overruled was simply too much… I was beyond upset. I hope this sort of thing doesn’t repeat itself… I know that my staying quiet was a one hit wonder. I rather be an unpolite bitch than a stupid asswipe that gets stepped over. That’s the problem when you are good… people step all over your rights quite happily. I may be good, but I am not stupid. Sometimes I prefer to avoid open quarrels, but now I know that it will be impossible to do so without having innocent blood taking most of the blames.

Thanks to Groundel for helping even if his foot was bleeding, and to Zordak for being candid even when misunderstood.

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