Dawn till Dusk whining

I went to the LaLa at dawn after waking up at 4:30AM, then went to Pilates, and then back to the LaLa where I worked on that house from dawn till dusk. My achy breaky muscles are in need of a deep tissue massage. Here’s some things – Giovanni was there working with me all day – painting doors and mudding cracks. He is from El Salvador. He told me Ken is a numbnut (not his word) and I said I know. He said it would be better to have Bob and Casey – the two carpenters who came and worked this week – but they were young bucks with their own issues – so here’s the deal – CARPENTERS HAVE SOME SERIOUS ISSUES – no but wait so do Electricians – one talks about the other one as soon as he is not around. What goes on? Come on, boys, can’t we all just get along – sheesh, worse than girls.

Meanwhile I have copious shelves for the credenza but like two for the bookshelves and maybe three for the pantry – who measured and counted out these shelves? – inquiring minds want to know.

2 Responses to “Dawn till Dusk whining”

  1. gomez Says:

    mos def not worse than girls, girl.

  2. Rachel Says:

    smarty pants

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