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I'm back..and just about crazy!

I was looking at the date of my last post and i just about fell over...it was in MARCH!!! wow.  Since i last posted i have had a job and lost it...ha ha  i guess i wasn't worth too much huh?  Well this is how it went...higg umm...(clearing my throat) lol...In March, I went down the local country carry-out/ drive-thru that had just opened up a few months earlier. I was talking to the owner about how I was looking for a job and she asked me if I wanted to work there, I should have known it was a fluke when my first day of work was on April Fools Day...well any way, I worked there for about a month from 7am to 1pm Mon- Thurs. Then her previous employee decided she wanted to come back to work, When she came back to work my boss moved me to just a few hours a day..then a few weeks later she put me on afternoon shift..well from 11am-noon..not an actual "shift",( i was to help out with lunch), yes they served lunch at this carry-out. I called off 2 days because my daughter had a fever both times..this was within a 10 day span...i wouldn't even call it "calling off" because i was just a help anyway.  Besides, the owner lived upstairs and it wasn't like there wasn't anyone who could help with hot dogs...come on,.  I show up to work like I always would and she stops me and says, "Umm...I had someone else come in today because I didn't know if you was going to show up or not"...I CALLED IN AHEAD EVERY TIME...it wasn't like i left her hanging and a week later show up.... It was a total of 2 hours lost!!! well I just looked at her and said, "Oh that's ok, I just wanted a job to pass my time anyway, I didn't "have" to work...and walked away with a smile....If I was broke and begging for a job that woman would be the last to know. I never even got my last paycheck...$16.00...whoo.....it might be 13.00...i don't remember. I know the reason i was "let go" but I won't put that stuff on the internet. "different lifestyles". Look, if my kids are sick they come first...i don't care if i get $100.00/ hr or $6.50/hr.
Since then I haven't done much of anything, still looking for a good job that doesn't criticize me for liking my children.
My dad told me back in May to find a home plan, he would have it built on his property for a birthday present ..beautiful property, well I found one, but somehow it just turned into a sun room on the front of my home... I'm not complaining I will love it once it is done. i had been wanting to build it in, I had put up plastic around my porch last year to keep some of the rain and snow off of it. So I,..we are building in my front porch. DON'T EVER REMODEL....tear it down and start from scratch!!!! i cannot express that enough..lol  We thought this would be a piece of cake project...boy were we wrong.  i will post pictures of before and after soon...I specifically remember my boyfriend telling me that this won't take but a couple of weeks to finish...Baahhhh...ahhhh  oh my goodness, I wish i had that recorded...I would replay that every day until it was done...LOL (this is month #4)  I call the room "The Scab Room"... all of the walls are scabbed to make it square..and level .The roof..oh lord, if i could remember who in the heck built my porch roof 10 years ago i would wring their neck!!!  After we got the french door installed and the 2 windows on the front, we stood out in the yard and was looking at what a wonderful job we done...huhh....ughh, the friggin roof was at least 8 inches longer on one side, so now it looks like WE don't know how to center a door...its not the door people i promise! the door is centered with the width of the outer wall.  All I could do was bust out laughing...I have laughed daily building this room, it is one thing after another.  The walls...lol...normal walls are 4 inches thick..right??....hmmm lets see...the side wall on the left is about 6 inches...the front wall is about 7 1/2 inches...and the wall on the right is about 8 or so inches...LOL..I know but we had to make the walls level, its so complicated to explain why we had to scab everything, but on the 8 inch wall was because the wall was leaning "out" at the top about 4 inches.. (because the post was soooo crooked). All i heard through the whole building process was.."good enough! the drywall or siding will hide it." To top it off, above the front door we had to put in some support beams that go to the rafters...why? you ask. Well.... because we wasn't going to take down the sofit from the previous ceiling until I JUST HAD to take a look up in there...well we already had the walls built, and the studs didn't go all the way to the rafters (because we wasn't planning on putting in a ceiling)...sooo, I decided i wanted a vaulted ceiling. huh...every time you shut the door, the whole entire wall would shake severely...of course i couldn't have that. Here we are,  trying to figure out how to cut these angles...ruining board after board!! every time we cut one it was short 1 inch.... all we needed was 4 boards 43 inches long...with a certain angle..???...  All I could do was laugh and yell.."HOW HARD IS IT TO CUT 4 ANGLED BOARDS???!!!" tears were flying from laughter!
So now everything is hidden by the drywall...and siding..lol   and the mudding begins.  I have just about all of the mudding done so far...wow there were a lot of gaps...Hey if anyone needs a good carpenter...well you should know by now don't call us! I cannot wait for this room to be done, it was going to be a sun room but I am going to put some furniture out there and a coat rack and build a shoe bench, so all the clutter can be out of my house. It wasn't supposed to be a living area, but as we went I changed my mind and put in insulation and drywall and electric. It will be MY room.
This is completely of the subject...but as I was writing this I kept messing up on typing... getting very aggravated and of course that led me to a thought.  My A.D.D...LOL   I am going to write another post about messing up on things, (because that is what i do best) and not correct anything and see how it turns out. It will be hard to read.. but hilarious, because mistakes are funny when you look back on them...sometimes.
Well thats all for now folks, stay tuned to see the next post of mistakes. 

Comments

it's about time you get back into reality and remember that you did once have a blogspot....ha ha.i think you fell off of your routine and i had to call and get on you...ha ha. [loved your post]....well now you can do the same to me.i don't have room to talk.......busy busy life and no time for sleep.ha ha but....i am typing to you right now so that is a start.[it is pretty bad when we are only 30 miles apart and only have time to communicate on the computer or phone]...ha ha. so many words inside my head and not enough fingers to do the typing...ha ha...true.but i will get back in the swing of things soon.BRING ON THE SNOW
WELL, I BEAT YOU TO IT THIS TIME on a new blog. YOU ARE WAY OVERDUE ON YOUR POSTS.I GOT SO MUCH IDLE TIME I NEED SOMETHING TO READ... ha ha. i guess you are a lot busier these days.well, looking forward to it when ever you get around to it...?

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