Barely Awake

I was up rather late (for me lately) last night talking on the phone with a friend of mine. After the phone call, I couldn't get my mind to turn off and I was up most of the night. I'm hoping to get an early night in tonight and catch up on some sleep. I don't function well when I'm tired and grumpy. The boys have teen church tonight, so I'll have the night alone and I plan on using it with my head on my pillow.

I bought a couple of new couches last week, and the delivery guy was a real jerk. Seriously, lazy and obnoxious. Now, I can take (and often enjoy) sarcasm, but you put together someone not wanting to do their job and taking it out on me...well, just doesn't sit well with me. First he told me that the couches wouldn't fit through my door, they did. Then he told me my entry way ceiling was too low, it wasn't. On and on... They did, however have to take them through the side gate and through the back door because of a T wall I have between the kitchen and living room, and then, I had to insist that he try the back door because he was convinced it would be too small in width. They fit in with no problems. Well, one of the couches legs hardware messed up and he lost it inside the couch and wanted to take the couch apart and asked if I had a staple gun so he could put it back together. Uh, no. So, he put the leg under the couch where it was suppose to go and wrote a note that I needed a new one asap on the receipt. When I took it into the store, as this delivery guy told me to do, they told me that was ridiculous, it was new and had a life time warranty, so they'd have the couch picked up and replaced. Today is the day and, yes, it's going to be the same delivery guy. He called me at 7 this morning asking why I was having the whole couch replaced for one leg. I explained what the store manager had told me and then the delivery guy is all huffy and said he'd be here between 2 and 6 today. So, yeah, I'm waiting anxiously.

Well, the delivery guys just left and he did everything but kiss my butt. Either the last time was a bad day, or the store manager I talked to about his last delivery had a talk with him.

So, now I have about an hour before Charlie gets home so I'm off to call my friend Lisa (who is recovering nicely from a small setback in health and could use your prayers, thank you very much) and take a nap. Who am I kidding, it's been a few days since we've talked, and whenever I talk to Lisa the phone becomes attached to my ear. Now, this is a person who has a handle on sarcasm!