Dear FirstLine Mortgage,
You suck. You are messing with my life and don’t give a damn. I’m telling everyone not to use your services. EVER.
Idiots.
<insert feet stomping and tirading around the room here>
So there you have it, yet another hitch in this thing I call life. I honestly thought that after yesterday’s news things couldn’t possibly get much worse. But ya, our rep took the week off and didn’t bother to tell us. The paperwork we’ve been waiting for is probably sitting in his inbox collecting effing dust while we sit at home wondering what the hell is going on.
I’m furious.
Good thing I ate first…because I seriously can’t even contemplate putting food in my angry tummy right now.
Coffee…
Last 1/2 of bagel with natural PB and Supercrack…
Tasty, tasty, juicy pink grapefruit half…
My morning started off so well!
I nearly choked on my lunchtime smoothie while realizing what was going on with the house shiz…
In the KA today: fresh strawberries, ice, 1/2 frozen banana, 1/2 packet Vega Smoothie Infusion, squirt of honey, UVAB.
And I did put together this half sammich for during my afternoon call, but I dunno if I feel like eating it right now. We shall see.
Sourdough, dijon, deli turkey, cucumbers…with a side of pickles.
And now I have my weekly conference call for work…maybe that will distract me from wanting to kill someone at FirstLine. I hope.
At least tonight is yoga night. ohmmmmmmm.
