I'm amazed at all they want me to believe

I'm starting kinda early tonight, but I'm also on call so I'm subject to run off at any moment. If I can get this cranked out before a trauma, I'm headed to the Evil Empire (and my office) to work for a few hours. We'll see how that goes. I actually have the small grant I was working on yesterday done except for budget. It's funny how money is always the sticking point. Now that I've got that "project" basically handled, I really do need to get cranking on my Robert Wood Johnson application. It's sort-of a big deal!

Today wasn't frustrating on the caliber of yesterday, but it has definitely left me feeling unsatisfied. I feel like I got jacked by the garage door opener repair guy-the one thing he fixed involved something that had I known about it I could have fixed myself. He then sent me off to get an incorrect remote for my opener. I've got the old one jury-rigged back together, but I really want/ need a back-up. Actually, I really want a new opener motor that has the "intellicode" thingy so I can just program it to sync with the truck and I can hit a built-in button. That may be the next step, and I honestly would go through the folks where I went to get the remote. They were nice, helpful, and he told me he thought the remote was wrong. Crap.

And the leaky bathroom saga gets more discouraging. I had a plumber come over today and he took one look and told me that he didn't think that the problem is that I need the drains cleared; he was quite certain that my pan in the shower was installed improperly so I'll need to have a bunch of tile torn out, have the door taken off and some of the glass front-piece, have the pan and drain replaced, then have it re-tiled. The phrase "several thousand dollars" entered the conversation, resulting in my brain thinking, "Oh SHIT! I knew I shouldn't have gone so wild at Nordstrom the other night!" I'm going to get another plumber by the house early next week for another estimate, but I'm not optimistic. The sad part is how recently that bathroom was redone.

Also, if anyone has ideas/ suggestions/ comments about ditching The Boy, I'm all ears. I feel weird having the conversation over the phone, but it's not like we'll be in geographical proximity in the foreseeable future- and I'm not taking an outrageously expensive plane ride just to tell him that it's time for "us" to be done. Ironically, I think he caused his own ultimate demise with his tantrum he had while I was in Hailey. The truth is that I had already given him more power in my life than I probably should have, and for him to have a fit because I'm in Idaho and he didn't know I was going....well, not cool, really unless there is a clear commitment of high levels. I've also come to realize that he hasn't made me really, truly happy in months; the phone calls in late June/ early July were an upswing, but they didn't make me happy. And I am wise enough to realize that I deserve to be happy even if I am otherwise a relationship moron.

So...in spite of my hair being pretty auburn again (lordy had it faded!), I give the day an "unsatisfying". It's best there isn't any ice cream in this house and that I'm too lazy to drive to Maggie Moo's.

Tuckie is in my lap trying to make it better. Unfortunately typing around the Big Boy is a bit challenging :)

Happiness/ Gratitude list, 18 July 2008:
  1. A fairly lazy (though reasonably productive) morning at home. Even if it was unsatisfying.
  2. Discovering that I have quite a few apples on the apple tree out back. Now to get them to make it to "edible" stage.
  3. AND....I have a second baby peach!
  4. Having time to contemplate the fact that I have some really amazing, very accomplished friends- all of whom are terrific humans.
Off to the Evil Empire to work on my RWJ grant. And take care of trauma victims. Happy Friday night, all.



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