Well I am home, but I am unhappy. Been home for over an hour, got here around 3:20am. Left the hotel a little before midnight. Not a bad drive. Lots of construction in OH though which made for some tricky driving since it was raining too.
Why am I unhappy? Oh boy. Let's list the ways:
- Ants in my office
- My archive drive is dead and I lost over 500 tv shows
- The kitchen was an utter fucking mess
- Had to do laundry but there was wet clothes in the washer still
- The litter hadn't been emptied so there was shit on the floor
- Their food was empty. Their water was low
- The fish hadn't been fed
Look, I don't mind that B spent her day helping one of her friends with a flooded house, but not at the expense of OUR household. Do our shit first. Stop being so fucking accommodating to everyone else. I don't have time for it.
My work day was good. I managed to get all the documents finished and approved by noon. I went and had a nice lunch then slept from like 1 until 6. Had dinner in my room, slept again from 9-11.
I am still pissed and need to destress.
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