I'm just going to vent for a quick minute...
Had great plans to leave work, hit the gym, shower there (still no shower at home) then go to Home Depot to quickly pick up a few things.
Until Don Juan called me and told me I have to meet the painter at 6:30p.
Maybe I can get all that done and be home by 6:30 but most likely not. So once again, there goes the gym because of condo crap.
I think I'm really beginning to resent this whole process. I feel gross, my stress level is at an all time high, and I'm frustrated. The one thing that will make it all better is suddenly not an option. WTF??