What a day...
Well, first thing this morning I was mislead to believe that there was PT this morning. So I took my happy ass to the gym at 0630 this morning. Turns out, we were going to have it at 1300 today instead.
That, of course, never happened. I ended up doing maintenance with Huber, and then we went to lunch. But not until we waited on the pier for an hour for some mysterious magical matresses that never showed up. So we had lunch, and were JUST about to go to PT, when Pinon comes in and says he found the magical matresses. They're on the pier now, and we need to move them to the berthing after they're craned on the flight deck. No joke, it was 1530 by the time we finished. I was PISSED. The entire ship was already off, and us dumb asses are doing something that we could probably very well do tomorrow morning. UGH. Great. Now we'll have nothing to do tomorrow. PUH!
Sometimes the smallest things really get to me. I noticed that today when I read a facebook post by my friend. I know, facebook is the devil, but people have the tendency to put what they truly feel on the web. (HEy, just like this thing here!!) I'm not going to go into details, since it's really no big deal. But with that one statement she wrote, it was obvious how she felt about that particular situation. But whatever. It just peeved me.
UGH. The kids are fighting. I'm getting really tired of it. I wish I had a big house so they could go fight somewhere else. But soon enough. Or maybe I can just lock them in the closet...
And if Cloud knocks over ONE MORE thing, his ass is grass, and I'm the lawn mower!! D<
Mkay. Shower, then bed.
~Sarah
That, of course, never happened. I ended up doing maintenance with Huber, and then we went to lunch. But not until we waited on the pier for an hour for some mysterious magical matresses that never showed up. So we had lunch, and were JUST about to go to PT, when Pinon comes in and says he found the magical matresses. They're on the pier now, and we need to move them to the berthing after they're craned on the flight deck. No joke, it was 1530 by the time we finished. I was PISSED. The entire ship was already off, and us dumb asses are doing something that we could probably very well do tomorrow morning. UGH. Great. Now we'll have nothing to do tomorrow. PUH!
Sometimes the smallest things really get to me. I noticed that today when I read a facebook post by my friend. I know, facebook is the devil, but people have the tendency to put what they truly feel on the web. (HEy, just like this thing here!!) I'm not going to go into details, since it's really no big deal. But with that one statement she wrote, it was obvious how she felt about that particular situation. But whatever. It just peeved me.
UGH. The kids are fighting. I'm getting really tired of it. I wish I had a big house so they could go fight somewhere else. But soon enough. Or maybe I can just lock them in the closet...
And if Cloud knocks over ONE MORE thing, his ass is grass, and I'm the lawn mower!! D<
Mkay. Shower, then bed.
~Sarah