kittenmmm's blog post - Wouldn't ya know it...

So yesterday I'm convinced and prepared...I'm going to sit at the pc and bang out resumes and cover letters. I get my newspapers, some web sites (monster, the job bank, etc.,), my cup of tea etc..,

The phone rings...

It's my neighbor. Can I help her move the mare and filly? I did this the other day and it took us maybe 15 minutes so I say sure. Didn't bother putting on my jeans or a coat, left my sweatpants on and just threw on muck boots. I get over there and she gets the mare and filly. By all rights the filly should just follow her mama into the paddock....not today. The filly comes out of the barn, stops and says..oh my, look at me, I have legs. She starts trotting and cantering around my neighbor's back yard. In the meantime, the neighbor is circling the mare trying to corral the filly. I start moving toward the top of the yard so she doesn't get the swift idea to run into the street.

The neighbor's kids told her not to keep the foal halter on so the filly has nothing to grab onto and she's got a mind of her own. The mare is an uber protective mom and she's starting to get hot. Needless to say this took a bit more than 15 minutes. More like 2 hours later, we finally had the filly and mom in a pasture and a back barn and had managed to get a halter on the filly for future use. I won't bother the details ... I'd rather forget, but I do have a nice bruise on the top of one wrist and hand from trying to hold mama while that haltering procedure was accomplished.

So now I go back to the homestead to complete my task. I still have to clean the bathroom so I whip through that and sit back down.

I start my first resume and cover letter. This one wants three references so I print out my three letters and resume. I finish the cover letter and print that out. I start to print the envelope, which jams the printer. I clean all that out and start over....Uhoh....print's getting awfully light.

Sure enough...I'm out of ink and no back up.

So let me think what I'm going to make for dinner because time's a wasting and I can always go to the store later. At this point I figure what's the rush, I've already missed the mailman. Can I find the meatloaf recipe...nope. It's not where I think it should be, it's not where it might have been...(I know, meatloaf, how hard is that...but there's only one I like and now I can't find the recipe). Back to square one. I finally settle on a dish and decide I can at the very least send out on line resumes.

By now it's about 3:30 in the afternoon, my son is due home, Wolf walks in the door and I've just about had it. Wolf made the mistake of asking how my day went. I just started laughing. I told him about the adventure, the ink, etc..., He's laughing by the time I'm done and asking if I need a beer. It's then I realize I opened one about an hour ago and left it right where I opened it.

Guess it was just one of those days. Good thing I have a sense of humor. Today I'll go get the ink cartridge and register with a couple of temp agencies while I'm out.

Hey, it could be worse...it could be raining or I could have trolls in my toilet.

glad it's humpday
kitt xxxx