Wednesday, August 13, 2014

Unemployed get no respect

When you aren't working, people ask what do you do all day?
It's not hard to fill up seven hours. Let's take yesterday. I got up at 5:30 a.m. and drove five hours from Toronto, got home just in time to meet the noon to 2 p.m. Comcast arrival window.
I got food out of the freezer for dinner. I haven't been cooking much lately because frankly I don't have the time!!
Of course the technician actually showed up at 1:59 p.m. and stayed until 5 p.m.
I tidied up the house. Ate lunch. Went through my email, pulled out jobs to apply, wrote an email. Poof. There was two hours and the technician shows up.
Fold laundry. Put away laundry. Unpack my travel bag.
Tidy kitchen. Lead technician around the house. Call WOW to cancel services. Pick some tomatoes and strawberries. Got mail.
Try out Xfinity package to make sure I got the services I ordered. Found that On demand didn't work. Called Comcast to discuss the issue.
At this point it's 5 p.m., husband says he's coming home and we can pick up the goat and Chloe together. I text friends to come see the goat Peanut.
Unfortunately Blogger is not working well today. I have been unable to upload a pic and video.
Pick up goat and Chloe. We were supposed to take Champ, the lamb, but he was sick.
Make dinner while crowd gathers in our back alley to see goat. Feed goat bottle. Cut up carrots for goat.
Come outside with food just in time for Chloe to dump the goat on me so that she can go off and use her new scooter that she scammed Daddy into buying her.
Friends arrive to see goat.

Pick up goat poop. He refused to "do his business" as my grandmother would say on the grass so we had poop in the garage, on the driveway, on the patio, in the alley.

Another friend arrives with son, husband and muffins. Sky goes dark with storm clouds and gets cold so we put goat in his cage and go in house. Kids (ours not the goat's) too afraid to feed goat his bottle. He gets another before children go to bed. Me and hubby feed goat bottle. Try to give goat a walk.
Friends leave. Put goat back in cage with food and water. Close garage for night.
Get Chloe in pjs, read her a story.
It's now 9 p.m. My husband and I watch an episode of Major Crimes but he's too tired to watch all of it and goes to bet. I follow shortly after him.

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