Ouch!

Sigh. Today wasn't the day I wanted it to be.  How did I spend my afternoon?

Getting another injection, thats how. My knee and I are officially no longer friends. Also, could these shots be any bigger? (Don't answer that) Injections in the knee are no freaking joke, my friends. 

The good news is I got the shot to help with pain & inflammation. The bad news is my knee is flaring up because of the training I've been doing for my marathon. (I guess I should have started out more with brisk walking or jogging and not quite so fiercely running!)  I can't actually complain - the whole reason my knee is injured to begin with is because of my clumsiness. It turns out you actually SHOULD NOT stand on a tall chair with wheels to hang up a photo canvas on the wall. When you come crashing down and land knee first into a hardwood floor, it's not going to end well.

If I continue to have flare-ups, we will be looking at surgery later in the year. And let's not lie- the thought of knee surgery totally freaks me out & I will do whatever it takes to stay away from it! Which might mean NOT running in the Disney Princess 1/2 Marathon. We'll see. I will be so incredibly disappointed. Sigh.

However, when I came home, this gem was waiting on the front porch for me!

Kelly Moore made this a seriously quick exchange - I shipped back the other bag at the end of last week & I had my new Mimi before even a week went by. Review coming soon for my photographer nerds, but I'm going to say - this bag really DOES function well as an every day bag with or without the camera gear!  I carried my B-Hobo for a year - hope Mimi lasts that long too!

Now it's wine time - after the day I've had, I think I've earned it!

Case of the Mondays....

I work from home on Mondays, so they really should be relatively stress free.  Today I sat down to work....and everything that could go wrong...did. By 11, I was ready to tear my hair out.

I love technology - but man is it a mess when it doesn't work.

Patience is not one of my best traits. I get frustrated quite easily. One day last week I tripped, spilled my drink, left my laptop at home & had to turn around, lost my ID badge & got drenched all before walking into the building for work and I swear it set the entire tone of my day...the instant I walked through the door, I was irate. I am so glad I didn't have to go in today....I totally would have walked in with the crappy attitude!

I successfully did this today! Mission accomplished! 

But the work day is over.....and this is my mantra tomorrow:

Adventures in Remodeling....

This has been quite the week. Thursday, the guy my landlord hired to come remodel the bathroom started working. He was given an extra key since I was heading to Georgia on Friday. I came home Sunday and immediately noticed my lock was different and my key no longer worked. Luckily, the guy was here working so I could get in.

I called the neighbor on the other side of the duplex and asked him if he knew what was going on -- the guy working, Lupe, doesn't speak English very well, and I could not understand him at all. Lupe was showing me that he changed the locks, but I just didn't understand why. The neighbor tells me that Lupe locked himself out on Friday, and the landlord called the neighbor. The neighbor said he broke in, but he fixed the window they had to use to get in. So I have NO idea why Lupe decided to change my locks, and I'm not happy about it. Had I come home in the middle of the night, I would not have been able to get into my own apartment.

My poor apartment is such a mess. He laid a sheet down -- and why, I'll never know, because it did NOTHING.

My neighbor sent me these to show me what a mess this guy was making of my floors.

And when I get this, I realize he's using my towels! My towels, while he is putting tile in the shower and using grout. What???

After sweeping and running a swiffer....

Today I ran to the store and got a new mop, and a TON of different cleaning supplies, just grabbing whatever I could in hopes that it will help me restore my floors. If I can't get them to look good, I expect the landlord to hire a cleaner, because I have taken such great care of my floors in the almost-three-years that I've lived here.

And don't get me started on my front porch -- anyone know the best way to clean a welcome mat? The welcome mat I have was my Granny's, and he used his saw and all his tools on his, so it's positively disgusting. I mean, is there a certain cleaner I can use for it? 

Lupe is here finishing up,and then I think a call to the landlord is in order. We clearly have to establish a better plan for when things need done in the house - because a PLUMBER changing my locks while I'm out of town, with no notice is definitely not okay. 

Fingers crossed today gets better!