My brain has been all over the place today. As a result, I started about 100 things but finished very little. So, why shouldn’t tonight’s blog post be like everything else today, and like my attention span in particular – short, disjointed, and maybe even pointless?
While I’m getting what equates to extreme amounts of sleep for me, I have been like the living dead the past few mornings. Mind you, I almost never bound out of bed, gleefully ready to face the day and bouncing around like a junior high cheerleader. That’s just not going to happen. I'm a night person, always have been. Alarms that go off between 5:30 and 5:45 are just not that appealing to me.
Still, I’ve been getting up and then ever so sloooooooowly going through my routine, taking about twice as long as usual. Could it be the anti-inflammatory med? I’d understand if I were taking the muscle relaxer, but I have avoided it thus far.
Phone rings at the office, a local number I don’t recognize.
NV: Good afternoon. This is Nicole.
Caller: Hi. I’m trying to reach (name withheld).
NV: Sorry. No one here by that name. Thank you.
I hang up. This has happened a few times during the 8.5 years I’ve worked there, clearly from a collection agency. The phone rings again. I see it’s the same number as before. No pleasant greeting this time. I cut to the chase.
NV: I’m sorry. Was I not clear?
Caller: Clear? I’m trying to reach …
NV: Right. And I think I already told you there’s no one here by that name. If there ever was, she hasn’t been at this number since late 2000. Either you’ve transposed digits and have a wrong number or else you really need to update your records. In either case, I can’t help you. Bye bye.
I hang up and I’ll be d*mned if the phone doesn’t ring AGAIN. Same freakin’ number. I let it go to voice mail. Voicemail that clearly identifies ME as me – and gives you my assistant’s number if you need to reach me right away. My message light doesn’t come on. Ten seconds later, I hear her phone ringing. I can’t help myself. I have to see. And sure enough, it’s the same number AGAIN. My assistant is out sick. I answer it.
NV: (Name withheld’s) office. Oh, I mean, NV’s office.
Yep. I can be evil when provoked. The joy of it is, my assistant was out sick. She couldn't have taken that call. (Pausing to snort laugh.) I can’t wait to see what happens now!
It’s turned out to be a beautiful day outside (sunny and 60ish). So, when I get home tonight – now that I have roughly an hour before it gets dark – I’m going to measure the columns and order those bases! If I’m ever going to get anything done, I’ve got to stop talking about it and start doing it.
Congratulations to Barbara of Furlong, PA for winning the $200 gift certificate towards a Home Depot tool rental from Charles and Hudson. I was going to enter, but wasn’t sure what I’d rent if I won. (You know my tool obsession. I’m not sure I’d want to give anything back!)
Besides, I’m saving my contest luck for One Project Closer’s annual “Before and After” series. It starts May 21. Me and my brick porch and walkway, we are SO there!