Temp - consultant... whatever...

Potato - poTATo... again - whatever. But to Major Crankypants its a BIG deal. Bubba has a new job - he must fill out an application. Now one would think in this day and age it would on-line, type-able but NO this company sends an email with an un-editable document which means print, and Aunt Ing gets to write it so it can be read my normal humans. (yes Bubba's penmanship is that awful) Now it isn't that bad; filling out the form, and moving on in your life - or at least that is how it should work in a regular house hold. And if I lived in a regular household I wouldn't need this blog to vent - now would I?

The company you work for is as TEMP agency - it says so - but NO can't put that on the application - we're a consultant. OK Pumpkin - we'll change it. Can you be done with our little 5 year fit we're having? Now I would have grumped at him as well if he'd not done something they way I asked - however, 1) I do it myself usually because it's easier and 2) by the time he got done thinking of his title I had the rest of the freaking form filled out. Of course I had to do it again due to the word "temp" what's the problem honey- afraid someone thinks you had to sleep your way to the job? Didn't show enough cleavage? Makes my head hurt.

So after 45 minutes of getting things done I went to bed.

Now this morning I mentioned my car not behaving well when the air conditioning is turned on - who else but my beloved Bubba gets mad because my car needs to go into the shop again? My car heats up quick and hot when I turn on the A/C so I turn it off... my darling husband actually said to me did you let it run? To see how hot it got? Um no - dorkus - I was on the freaking Capital Beltway at the time - seriously? Then he's all worried because he needs my truck a week from Friday for the power washer -- one has nothing to do with the other unless I take it in Friday... which I wouldn't since we're spending the first two days of our vacation cleaning and resealing the deck. Life doesn't get any better does it boys and girls?

Yes - I am getting 3 nights away at a very lovely resort with wine tours and spa treatments - which I will need after the deck and Bubba.

So he departs for work grumbling about me and my car - like I take a wrench to the darn thing to make things break because I SOOOOO enjoy being a one car family with Major Crankypants.

Off to run my meeting - cross your fingers things go well...