Ugh

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??

This stinks.