I've been in the process of meeting with a wonderful kitchen designer (thanks to Susan Taylor's recommendation) and have been loving to wake up each day knowing that in a few short months, my ultimate dream of having a fresh, new, roomy, functional kitchen will be a reality.
We decided to get a home equity loan through refinancing. Yesterday, the loan officer called and told us that due to the bad economy, appraisers are low balling the price of homes and because of this, after all is said and done, we will only end up with $5,000. #!*!@#
Translation: Unless a miracle happens, this is any many other gross aspects of my kitchen is what I'll be looking at for years to come.
The only way I can describe how I feel right now is as if I was treading water out in the ocean, waiting for someone to rescue me, and was told that help was on its way, only to find out that no one was coming after all...
And then, I went out to start my car this morning and found this CRAP FEST all over my stupid van.
Why is it that robins always come back a month too early? And WHERE, pray tell, are they finding all these berries this time of year? P.S. And why my van? Hasn't it been through enough already?
And last but not least, I spent over an HOUR in the @#!%@! doctors office today waiting for a simple ear recheck for Ellie.
Ellie has had a double ear infection since Sunday, but the antibiotic hasn't seemed to work. (Thank goodness I didn't take the doctor's advice when he said to hold off giving it to her as long as possible so she wouldn't run the risk of building up an immunity to antibiotics). P.S. I hate that guy! I would have loved for him to be at our house at around 10:30pm Sunday night when Ellie was dilerious with pain (even with Motrin).
She continued complaining that her one ear still hurt this morning so I called the doctor's office to see if they could just recheck her and possibly give her something stronger.
I was so disgusted that I had to wait for 45 minutes just to have a simple ear check that I actually walked out of the waiting room and flagged down the doctor! I'm sure I didn't endear him to me guessing by the flustered look on his face, but that's how it goes. I'm still not sure why a nurse practitioner couldn't have just done a quick check! Seriously! A baboon could have diagnosed this!
Ellie is on a higher dose of antibiotics now. Thank you very much...
I know there are big problems in the world. Seriously! These poor people in Haiti are suffering and are just wishing for the basics in life. I feel guilty for complaining over something so petty.
What does this say about me that I get so bent up about something cosmetic like a new kitchen?
I'm over this day already!
Have you been pooped on today?