Desolate in Every day scata

5/26/20
6:34 am

Shit. Forgot to get coffee. Hang on a sec.

Haven’t really slept in 48 hours. I got a couple of hours Monday morning, but nothing last night. I started feeling a bit manic when I got home and was able to just relax for a bit. So, I didn’t sleep.

Fucking fuck of a fucking brain.

Glitch’s reading really isn’t saying much about dreams, but oh boy is it screaming about her life. But, maybe this will help her with some of the problems she has in life. Alas, she is related to me, and people with our last name tend to stick our fingers in our ears and go “La la la la la! I can’t hear you!” because we’re stubborn fucks who think we don’t need good advice.

Sooo. I didn’t get much typing done on the reading. I was on the tablet and my typing was horrible and slow. Yesterday was stupid at work so I seriously didn’t feel like doing anything with it. I should have worked on it during the night seeing that Mr. Manic Insomnia decided to visit, But Mr. Manic wouldn’t let my brain concentrate on anything for long.

Did I talk about the Braggart wanting me to clean? Lemme go look…Nope. Looks like I didn’t.

So, he put service on hold because of Ms. Rona. Seeing that things are “opening”, meaning stupid people think that everything is hunky-dory, and they can do whatever, disregarding the wellness of everyone else…

Sorry.

So I sent Braggart an email, then a second email, asking if and when they wanted me back. I was seriously hoping they would stop service. I have no good reason to fire them. I just don’t like him.

When he answered I told him that I had already booked a cleaning for Wednesday this week, and apologized for not contacting him before doing so. Because, y’know. He hasn’t reached out to me at all regarding cleaning, and lol I’m a bad person and didn’t do it because I didn’t want to deal with him. Said that the next available would be his usual time in two weeks.

I get a panicked email back from him. Begging (more like demanding because he is a man child that thinks he has to have everything go his way) me to come and clean because they are having a showing on the house. I said sorry again that I couldn’t. Then he said he would pay double. I told him I could come Monday (yesterday).

Their house is 7000 square feet. It takes me a full 4-5 hours to do a normal cleaning, never mind the type of cleaning I do for a showing. So I sent T from the Alp (the cook that is out of work) if she was available to help if Braggart agreed to it. She said yes, I emailed him. It would have been cheaper for him to have two of us there. I totally thought he would love the idea because he’s such a tightwad.

He declined. I felt bad. I wish I had just a bit more to offer to T.

R, Braggarts wife told me that I didn’t have to the kitchen and bathrooms, that she would take care of them. I was all like “oh cool! I won’t be here for 8 hours!”

I hadn’t been there since March. The dust… the floors… the… These people need some hard-core body lotion. The skin flake dust is nasty in the first place, so you can imagine the gross factor after not being there for 2.5 months.

I was there for 7 fucking hours. 7. Fucking. Hours. With what I charge, and to deal with him, I can’t help but feel it was sooooo not worth it.

And you gotta wonder if they’re really having a showing, or if he had a temper tantrum and made up some excuse to get me to come. It’s something he would do. It’s something his wife would do, too.

Spoiled 70 year old brats is what they are.

I might as well head out. No one home at the first house today. One of the summer homes on the “lake”. I don’t have to worry about getting there too early. They asked me to do the mud room in the garage. I have no clue how bad it’s going to be. It’s been pretty muddy out, and this family are outdoorsy. Husband hunts and all that.

Yeah. I’m gonna go

See ya.