Well, today is one of those days...I think I should just go back to bed.
I got up the walk the girls and Shasta did her dirt flinging thing all over me, which annoyed me. Then as I was watching Ruby, the girls saw a bunny and just about jerked my arm off, majorly tweaking my bad shoulder. So, fed up, I decided to head back and get a cup of tea and try to chill a little before getting started on today's work. No. Such. Luck.
I got back to the trailer and tugged at the door. Locked. WTH? Sh*t. So I contemplated my options and decided to go in through the window, which worked (with a little help from the neighbors).
OK, all better, right? Not even close. I sat down for a while with my tea and though surely this would be the end of my bad luck for the day. So I decided to hook up the shiny new printer the in-laws got us so I could do several things that required its use. I then realized a) I had no paper, and b) I needed a USB cable. OK, so off to town, those are basic, eay-to-find things, right? Wrong. I finally found a ream of paper pretty quickly, yay success!! (though it cost $7, which is ridiculous). NO ONE had a USB cable, I even tried the truck stop... I just can't see driving 50 miles for a $2 cord, but I just might have to.
Resigned to the fact that I was not going to find the cable today, I decided I needed a little well deserved girl time, so I thought I'd get my eyebrows waxed (strange I enjoy a stranger ripping hair off my face, isn't it?). Anyway, I find a cute looking salon and walk in (there was a large sign advertising that walk-ins are welcome I might add). Inside, there is one girl (who is on the phone) doing someone's nails. Coco's #? pet peeve (I have quite a few, haha), do NOT talk on the phone while performing a service for someone, it's soooo rude. The customer looks up and says, "hi." I returned her greeting, expecting the shop girl to say some thing to me. Instead, she gets more into her phone call, and, visibly annoyed with whoever is on the other line, and starts speaking even louder and more aggressively. Ok, I thought, maybe this is a really important call, I'll wait a second. So I stand there, and stand there, and stand there. Finally, I get on my phone and start texting, trying to look peeved with my bodly languange, to no effect. After another few minutes, I leave. Seriously lady? You could have at least told me you were going to be a while. Peace out.
Salon #2. I walk in, hoping to find someone who at least acknowledge my existence. The salon is empty, but I hear voices. "Helllooo?" Someone comes out to tell me everyone is on vacation, but hands me a card. "Call her" she says and apologizes. Ok...
Salon #3. Finally! A nice, staffed salon that was happy to have my business! Yay! Success!!!
Feeling (and looking) better, I come home, finally ready to finish up my project for work. I open up the computer, click on the presentation, and up pops...nothing. NOOOOOO!!!! Really?!?!
Which brings me to right now. And it's only noon.