Ah the simple logic of homer...

The past few weeks have been hectic, nerve racking...busy, and very tiring.

High drama, and a strange strange confluence of things all happening for some reason...

We are behind on work, some re-do's some drips on a garage door..and two decks that failed...started re-chipping..NOT because of our prep, or our application, but because the paint we use for the deck is only guaranteed if the underside of the deck is painted as well..and these decks are like six inches off the ground..and there is NO WAY IN HELL we can get under it to paint the underside...so for the next two years we have to go back free of charge and fix them..not a prob..but we also have current work..and there are only so many hours in a day...

We have had Parole Officer Drama, Dumb ass babysitter manipulating her boyfriend...Drama...Neighbour drama..the anti cat league leaving us copies of the local ordinances regarding animals at large..(the cat)..Drama...and all the other hum drum silly ass shit that goes with the day drama...

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♦ French Toast Assassin is sick of all the drama.

♦ French Toast Assassin is sore and tired.

♦ French Toast Assassin is planning on putting at least 40 pink lawn flamingoes in her yard to piss off her fuckwit neighbours.