- Dec 28, 2016
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We're supposed to get new appliances delivered today (our oven exploded). They're supposed to come between 12 and 3. They came at like 8:45 am (I'm unemployed, I sleep in, I missed them because I didn't hear them knock, stupid dehumidifier). Message on the answering machine says I have to call in order to reschedule, and I just flip out. I've been having a "when it rains, it pours" situation going on with me, and I just lost it. Thank goodness for Mom, McDonald's and Xanax. Normally, I'd also say thank goodness for Snowball, but she's made herself scarce after I screamed at her while trying to play my answering machine messages, and she was crawling over it, stepping on the buttons.