I started typing “duck and cover”, in light of the way I’ve felt this week, though I guess that would mean I’m bombed. Well, bombarded, if that counts.
I volunteered for an earlier shift at work, since my body decided to wake at 3:30, with or without me. Mistake. Big, big mistake. Luckily it’s only for this week, but even so, I’m over it. Today I came thisclose to calling out of work. I should have, because the only way to function was so medicated that I kept making the same mistake over and over again. Gah!
After work I came home with the intent to attack hubby’s passive-aggressive solution to the television antenna. He actually did put it on the roof (which entailed plunking it onto the existing pole that had held our satellite dish.) He simply did so without connecting the antenna cable. It was a dick move and we both know it. As it works out, I’m not sure it made a difference, because the previous provider’s line isn’t typical cable TV stuff, ergo I’m going to have to find another way to run the antenna line through the attic and into the network box. If I were more mobile I’d do it in a hearbeat, but I don’t think I’m physically able to climb through the attic opening and thread the damned line in.
I’m not even sure I’d FIT through the attic opening.
Maybe I’ll hire someone, because I’m not going back to cable and now the antenna is a matter of pride. There’s another alternative too, one I might try: to bring it inside and squeeze it onto the plant shelf over the big TV, which is the highest spot in the house. I might do that if I can figure out how to make a stand for it. Eh, I’m nothing if not inventive. I can find a way. We’ve got a smallish indoor antenna already, but it only picks up a couple of channels and neither of them reliably. (The downside of living in the boonies.)
Work has been a bitch. I LOVE getting halfway through the week on one set of rules, only to find they retroactively changed them. Yay, inconsistency!
I wish I could afford to retire today. I’d walk today, without looking back. If I ever remember to buy the winning lottery ticket, I’ll be giving my 24-hour notice the next day. I’ll actually make it a 2-week notice but I know the drill. I’ll call out sick the next day and be told not to come back. Instant retirement, yeah! Well, instant the second the finances are in place.