My Mind Is For Sale in Every day scata

  • Jan. 10, 2018, 8:19 p.m.
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Jack Johnson

1:43 pm

Man! you can tell I skipped a week over at Client #1’s house. I know he tried to keep it clean, but the floor was horrible because of tracking stuff in, (Dammit! I forgot to sweep outside!) and of course the kitchen… He just doesn’t know how to clean up his messes very well. And the guy tried to keep the bathroom clean but forgot about the toilet. Wtf is up with that (literal) shit this week?? I have to give him credit though. He at least tried. I don’t know why he didn’t pick up a broom, though. Eh.

He also helped me with my supplies and took care of his laundry because I’m one armed. He is a gentleman… just a slobby one lol

And of course talked my ear off. Oh, and he got a Fire stick for the TV. He didn’t even know his wifi password. I said “let me try your phone number” Bingo. That was it. Unfortunately, he doesn’t know his wife’s Amazon info and she never did call back. I told him if he got the info I can stop by and help set it all the way up if his son couldn’t make it there.

Tomorrow, I have an “easy” … well then. Just got a text regarding it. I was supposed to go with Client #1’s wife to a doctors appointment, but it’s Friday. The only day I can’t reschedule. grrr. I was hoping to get paid to ride on the handicap bus and go to appointments. I miss talking with the wife. We probably would have had fun.

And Client #2 (who is #1’s sister of the wife) is out of town, which was the reason I was going. So no cleaning tomorrow. Good/bad thing. I can rest my arm (and clean my own place a bit) but no money. ::sigh::

8:18 pm
Had five games of Words with Friends going plus chatting with all of them. Lost track of time until Skittles started bugging me, so I’m going to bed now.

See ya.


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