Not a Good Day Blues
I really, really don’t want this to be a bad day. I want to spend time with my son and enjoy our visit. I want to feel good. I want to be happy. But it’s not a good day and I’m feeling beyond frustrated.
Allow me to elucidate.
The apartment situation from San Diego has become ridiculous. The company that owns the property has…oh, how I want to be polite about this…someone dealing with me who should not be dealing with the public. In our last few phone calls, she’s been snippy and insulting. The owner is out of town, of course. We won’t even discuss the piece of crap who manages the apartment complex. I’m out of patience on this thing. Seriously out of patience and I’m getting nowhere with any of them.
And…I think part two will be password protected…