It's official. Murphy is trying to kill me.
Him and that rat basticule KP, who called out again. If he wasn't really sick and if I didn't think he would enjoy it, I'd spank him soundly.
And even though the electricity stayed on all night, it was almost exactly the same as last night. Another endless count that wouldn't clear. Send all of the workers back and wait and wait and wait...
Tonight we managed to clear mainline by 7:00pm. A whole twenty minutes faster than last night.
And at least three times tonight I was on the phone and the radio simultaneously.
Forget it. I'm exhausted. It's Friday and I'm going to bed!
Garden surprises
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I haven't done anything to my garden for over a month except to go out to
see if there are still ripe tomatoes coming on. But there's more going on
than...
2 days ago
Hmm...I'd mail you some gin but the bottle would break, so I'm having a drink (or two) on your behalf. (hic)
ReplyDeleteYou really need to bop that KP on the head...like one of those gophers in that game...you know, that game where little gopher heads pop up out of a hole and you whack them with a mallet. Gotta love that game!
Cheers - your second drink was better than the first...just thought you'd like to know so you can imagine yourself enjoying it! *grin*
Jenny Lou- I'm thinking about bopping him all right. He better have been really sick or he's toast!
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ReplyDeleteAre we even up to 3 yet with that crap?
ReplyDeleteScott- I know I'm up to about here with the dang spam.... Sheesh!
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