Nothing is ever simple…
3 accounts to fill out paperwork for yesterday. Of course, one of the three has no known account number that I can find as it is a spinoff from one of the other accounts (just last month), there has been no printed statement for it yet, so I can’t get it from that, and the online information has the account number masked for my security and frustration. (I called, they won’t give me the information, so I get to wait 7-10 days for them to mail it to me.)
Electrician that was supposed to come on the 28th, then rescheduled for today due to a cancellation, is now coming on Friday because of the rain…which has stopped. And I suspect they will come out, take one look and say, “Oh, we needed to have this all marked ahead of time.”
Whoever did the first estimate on the paining neglected to write down an actual paint color, so now they have to come out Monday and basically take a chunk from the walls and trim and just take it back and match it.
The HOA wants a “product brochure” for the windows. Well, the company I’m using doesn’t really have one. (They have one framestyle they use and then grids and size are all custom.) Guess I’ll just print stuff off the website. They’re not fly by night, they just don’t have a shiny piece of paper with pictures of windows. Don’t know how I am going to convince them that the trim color I picked is in fact an exact match to the existing trim. (I think that may end up being my Christmas miracle.)
My grandmother arrives in a week. Decorating? Shopping? HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA. ‘Nuff said.
And to top it all off, we damn near ended up with nowhere to stay at the beach next summer thanks to my completely forgetting about it. (It worked out OK, we have a place that will even take the dog, but damn.)
Now I’m going to go find out if you really can get a dog license at the animal shelter or not. (Note to self: Do not go look at the animals.)
I swear, I get on a roll and things are all looking good and then everything decides to fall apart for a while…I’m ready for things to start going right again. And people wonder why I am so fond of beer.