Just one more hour of work for me but the clock seemed to stop after lunch. I've already updated our 5 year budget, planned our next three vacations, put it in our calander in August 2012 to start building our dream house and now I have nothing else do except for work.
After work I need to go grocery shopping but I liked Dawn's idea of going alone so I think I will wait until DH gets home before I do that.
Oh! I do have good news! My DHs former employer made a plea bargain with the feds which means my DH doesn't have to testify!
I'm sorry you're bored, tell us the plans, and hooray for DH!
Coming up...
Who do you think will win? No idea but I want Venus just because she's the older sister.
I generally think Venus is on her downhill slope, but she OWNS Wimbledon. I think she'll win.
Gotta go to work. It may be crazy.
I hope everyone has a safe and fun weekend!!!
Have a good night, and weekend too!
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OK, my alarm story, or "Why I'll probably never get a house alarm."
Way back in the day. Let's call it roughly spring of 1997. D & I decided to do spring break by skiing in Utah, and BIL, who was a senior in high school decided to go with. We had a great time, but drove back in one long drive, so I was really exhausted.
Meantime, the day we arrived back after driving all night, one of my former roommates was having a wedding shower, in the Chicago area, but exactly opposite of where D's mom lives. She's on the northeast side of the metroplex, the shower was southwest, so it was a haul down there, even though technically both were in the 'burbs.
So, we went to D's mom's and they got out and I changed and headed on my merry way. She'd asked me when I thought I'd be back, and I wasn't sure, so she gave me a house key.
I went to the shower, had a nice time, but was beat and there wasn't much going on after, so I headed back. I got back, rang the bell, no one was there, so I opened the door.
Chaos ensued. The alarm went off. I had no idea of the code, had more or less forgotten there even was an alarm. The cat left. The phone rang. It was the alarm company, "Do you have the code?" "No." "If I were you, I'd check the rolodex..." I did, but it wasn't there. The lady was really nice, but ended up saying she'd have to call the police to come out, took my name, etc.
I was SO tired, the alarm wouldn't stop, I was kind of at that place where you can't even function. The phone rang again. It's D's dad, looking for BIL (but they have been divorced for years, he does NOT live in this house.) I'm begging him for the code, just to stop the noise - of course he doesn't have his ex-wife's alarm code.
Phone rings again (the noise just won't stop!) and it's D's oldest step-sister, who lives in VA. "Do you know the code?" "No, so sorry." (I'd maybe met her once at this point, that was awkward.)
Phone rings AGAIN - now it's D's dad again. He is a lawyer, wanted to make sure that I would call him if I needed him, which was nice, but by this point I wanted the noise to STOP.
Finally, the alarm quits. Ahhhh....
Doorbell rings. It's the police. As soon as I open the door for them, the alarm starts going again.
He looks at my license, looks at me, decides I'm no threat (thank goodness - at this point I really kind of did expect to be held until someone ID'ed me as OK) and leaves me with the once-again screaming alarm.
Finally the phone rang, it was D's mom - they'd been in a movie, this was still early days of cell phones - and she gave the code and apologized over and over for setting it in the first place.
Ah, well.
It probably wouldn't have been such a big deal if I hadn't been so sleep-deprived, but I was dying. And we all still joke about it today.
