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Ugh.
This was supposed to be my Day of Writing since hubby will be pretty busy the rest of the week. I decided to go to the coffeehouse close to home instead of the one close to work because that one closes at 6 pm while the one close to home is open until 11:30 pm and I wanted to be able to keep on as long as possible.
Except today they closed at 5 pm because of renovations. *headdesk*
Sulkily I walked to another coffeehouse nearby which stated on a poster outside that it was open until 11 pm. Except a little after 6 pm they start to close up. See, the 11 pm thing is only Thursdays to Saturdays, otherwise it closes at 6 pm. Then why didn't it say so on the damn poster!?! (I checked on my way out. 11 pm it says in big letters. Idiots.)
So then I called hubby and asked if he was willing to come pick me up since he was going to the store anyway and it's really windy and cold outside. Which he did and we picked up some grilled chicken on the way which is now heating in the oven. Good, right? Except the people upstairs are polishing their floors or something with this machine thingy that sounds like a drill, shaking the whole house. The noise is driving me crazy!! Gah! [ETA. Thank god, they seem to have stopped.] [ETA2. Nope, they've started again. If this goes on past 9 pm I'm going up there and telling them off. No way the kids can sleep in this noise.]
On the upside I managed to finish another timestamp! Just need to decide on music and it's ready. Yay!
This was supposed to be my Day of Writing since hubby will be pretty busy the rest of the week. I decided to go to the coffeehouse close to home instead of the one close to work because that one closes at 6 pm while the one close to home is open until 11:30 pm and I wanted to be able to keep on as long as possible.
Except today they closed at 5 pm because of renovations. *headdesk*
Sulkily I walked to another coffeehouse nearby which stated on a poster outside that it was open until 11 pm. Except a little after 6 pm they start to close up. See, the 11 pm thing is only Thursdays to Saturdays, otherwise it closes at 6 pm. Then why didn't it say so on the damn poster!?! (I checked on my way out. 11 pm it says in big letters. Idiots.)
So then I called hubby and asked if he was willing to come pick me up since he was going to the store anyway and it's really windy and cold outside. Which he did and we picked up some grilled chicken on the way which is now heating in the oven. Good, right? Except the people upstairs are polishing their floors or something with this machine thingy that sounds like a drill, shaking the whole house. The noise is driving me crazy!! Gah! [ETA. Thank god, they seem to have stopped.] [ETA2. Nope, they've started again. If this goes on past 9 pm I'm going up there and telling them off. No way the kids can sleep in this noise.]
On the upside I managed to finish another timestamp! Just need to decide on music and it's ready. Yay!