Sunday, December 17, 2017

Y9 D205

Yes, I am up at 4am on a Sunday. Been up for about 15 minutes. Why? Well, someone has to check B in for her flight, now don't they? Y'all think I am crazy with this exactly 24 hours thing, but trust me, I can pull the stats and show you that it makes a difference in whether you get an upgrade or not. The system flags the time you checked in and it can change where you are on that list. Same thing with number of years as part of their loyalty plan, how many years at a certain tier, etc. It's all math at the end of the day. And if you're willing to play the game it makes a difference. Case in point, I just paused typing to go check her in and she has a very nice seat in 3C. Suck it bitches.

So my day was spent cleaning. The house wasn't bad but it was disorganized. It also was in dire need of vacuuming. Everything is now done. Is it perfectly spotless? No, but if someone were to come by unannounced I would not be embarrassed letting them in the door. I know when B walks in the door tomorrow her first impression will not be of frustration because now she has to clean. I never understood that in tv or movies. The spouse or parent goes away for a couple of days, like literally a weekend, and the house turns into a shambles. WTF? Clean up after yourselves. The cleaning I did yesterday including like baseboards and floors. Not throwing away trash. I did windows and mirrors. I did under the bed. That to me is cleaning. Not leaving shit all over should be a normal part of life.

Went out a couple of times yesterday. Once to drop off some donations with Goodwill. Went to the store for a couple of food things and got some stocking stuffers. About one week left! I am glad I have classes 4 out of 5 days next week. Will help me from being Christmas Antsy. I can distract myself with work and sleep the remaining time.

Doing laundry and the sheets today but otherwise no plans. I have to iron clothes for tomorrow since I will be onsite. I am not quite sure where I am going and need to look that up too. Well I just went and looked it up and this may end up being a disaster. The person didn't give me a 'real' address. He gave me a street number but not the right city. Or at least I can't tell if it is the right city. It's the address of some random office park. I did some more searching and the address he gave me doesn't exist in any of the surrounding cities. Seriously. This could be a fucking nightmare. I will go to the address he gave me unless I hear otherwise today, but nobody can get pissed at me that's for sure.

Great. Now I am stressed for the next 24 fucking hours. Lovely.


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