Don't You Just Love It???

Don't you just love it when someone you despise shoots himself in the foot?  I don't even need to pack.  Ha!  I had the conference call with my boss and the idiot this morning so he could learn everything I didn't, apparently, tell him.  The first example he brought up was all in the documentation and training manuals I had created and provided him...not just once, but three times!  And my boss called him on it.  Ahhhhh, that felt good!

I know I do a good job, I know I document appropriately and I take pride in my work.  I don't do well when my intelligence and integrity are challenged. 

So we got a buttload of rain last night with supposedly more on the way.  Yikes!  The rain gauge in our yard says we got 5 inches...but it came down fast!  We're expecting more rain.  I got a little in the basement...of course the puddle HAD to occur right under the furnace (so the heat had to be turned off) and right where I keep the laundry bag of dirty laundry.  Nice.  So I had sopping wet dirty clothes this morning.  Oh well, at least I have a washer and dryer.  The whole floor was generally wet, but nothing to complain about.  No puddles or depth, just wet with the exception of those two spots.  I had a nice wood desk down there that I decided to bring upstairs because I didn't want it to get ruined.  Now imagine it being 7am and me with a broken foot and a 7 year old kid trying to get this desk upstairs.  Not a pretty picture, right?  But then imagine the kid throwing a fit at 7:15am because she wanted the damn desk in her room.  Definitely NOT a pretty picture, and definitely NOT a happy broken-footed sweating, hot-flash burdened momma.  Need I say more?

Anyway, with all that being said, I think I'm buying a boat, or possibly having duck for dinner.
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Today I am grateful that I wasn't the one made to look like a fool, that I kept my cool and that I didn't get so much water like so many of my neighbors did - I consider myself very lucky!