Wednesday, September 22, 2010
LEARN TO BE CALM AND YOU WILL ALWAYS BE HAPPY!
I don't know why but things start happening around here about 4:00 in the afternoon. I can go all day without a phone call and then boom. I was talking to a client on the phone explaining to her about a bench I had shown here. She had lots of questions and then the home phone rang and it was the delivery people on the way to deliver our new shed. No sooner did I hang up the phone than my cell phone rang. It was my installer confirming today's installation. I'm still trying to talk to the client. In the meantime, I'm supposed to have called my husband to come home when the shed arrived so I dialed his # on the cell and whispered to him while I'm still trying to talk with the client. Then the doorbell rings and it is the delivery people already. I finally have to tell the client I'll call her back. The delivery guys have this shed on a tractor trailer and it is tying up the whole cul de sac. The neighbor is trying to get out of her driveway to go somewhere and another neighbor is trying to come home. They put the shed off onto the street and I'm afraid they are going to leave it there. I call my husband and get his voice mail. "Where are you????" I leave a message. The delivery guys are ready to get moving. Finally he arrives and then there is the banter back and forth as to where the shed goes, how far away from the fence etc. In the mean time I am sweating profusely, all sticky. I finally get a chance to call my client back and tell her the story. Everything is cool on that front.
Finally the shed is where it goes. Interesting the way they maneuvered it on a hand trolly into the back yard. I'm hot, sweaty, exhausted, and stressed. I jump into the shower, put on some clean clothes and then we head off to the yacht club for a couple of beers, chicken fingers and macaroni and cheese. What diet was that I was supposed to be on?
It's amazing what came out of that old shed. Most of it went into the dumpster. Why do we keep these things. We had an old toy box that my husband just moved out to the street. He said inside it was a skeleton of a dead rat. Oh, God, help me. What do you expect living in Florida near the water and a drainage ditch. Rats and termites.
Today they start installing the new windows and doors. And I've got a new client to put something together for in a hurry. Oh, Lord help me. After all the windows get done, then I have major, major, cleaning to do. I've got to get moving before the contractor gets here. Later.