My Day Off.

Alright, so today was my day off. so before you get too excited, let me define that. My day off is defined by the day of the week that I work the least, meaning only one job. So my day off is Wednesday, since my normal 8:30-5:30 job at hardwood cafe is shortened to 10:00-5:30 due to my boss having a breakfast meeting, and I have the evening off at Home Depot.

So today I woke up at 9:20 to be ready to leave by 9:30. We went to one house where we had installed a fast drying (4-6 hours) finish on a floor the day before at 3pm. It was not dry. Apparently by four to six hours, they mean forty six hours. So we went to a different house, and forgot some stuff that we needed, so I went back to the first house, picked it up, and went back to the second house where we found we didn’t have quite everything we needed but that we could improvise, get some work done, then head back over to the first house where the finish still wasn’t dry enough to sand but we sanded anyways (by hand), going through a million sheets of sandpaper, got the next coat of finish on and promptly (by promptly I mean after chatting with the homeowners and a bit of general lolly-gagging on the part of my boss) got in the car to go home. It was 7:20. Seven… Twenty. And today was not a day of happiness on the jobsite. All in all, it was a rediculously long day, full of hate and anguish.


As soon as they get my updated avaliability sheet at Home Depot, I should be getting Sunday’s off, meaning I can actually have a day off! Imagine that… a full 24 hour period during which I do not have to work… ‘Tis a beautiful concept… I just hope it works out.

So now I’m at home. I went into my room after constructing a colossal mountain atop my bed that I shall name “All the clothes I own except what I wore to work,” and after looking at it for a few minutes decided… Pshhh, what’re you, nuts? There’s no way I’m touchin that! The plan is to put them all away before bed tonight, but more likely I’ll either slide them all onto the floor so I can go to bed, or just sleep beside the mountain. Here’s to laundry. Hey, at least I got it out of the washer/dryer so that other people in my household can do their laundry.

Now it is time to relax and do nothing for as long as possible.

If you’re in the mood for some funny stories of stupid people, check out The Deviant Dusty’s latest post. It’s pretty funny.

One Response to “My Day Off.”

  1. MikER, the Says:

    Hmmmm, I have learned that sleeping beside mountains causes lower back stress. Also you’ll probably be wearing some of it when you wake up. No, I don’t know how that works, and no I can’t prove it.

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