the good, the bad, and the ugly...

so... Tony's been traveling for business... which is not so bad, and sort of a good, because the busier he is the more he gets paid. Yeah! That's the bonus to being a contractor. The traveling is not so bad because all I do these days is work my day job and then come home to my evening job. Cotton Candy Paperworks. So, that's sort of the bad (but really it's good). Then, the good is that Saturday I woke up super early to drive to Redlands to attend this charity event where we raised money for "The Unforgettables Foundation" while scrapping until 1 a.m. on Sunday. Sort of a scrapping marathon if you will. It was an overall fun event and we stayed very busy. I was able to finish a CE project and get my marathon scrapbook organized to a point where I can chip away at it one page at at time. Believe it or not it took a while just to organize the pile of crap I had accumulated. We did a bunch of make n' takes and even won a few little things... so this is the GOOD... the UGLY comes in right about the time I am about to pull up to my house. Dear husband calls and we chat and I come to find that our water heater exploded this morning. This in and of itself sucks big time. But unless you are new to this blog, which I doubt since how many new people can possibly stumble onto type A chronicles?, you'd remember that our house is being remodeled right now and we have a LOT of shit in our garage. Shit that includes my whole wardrobe, a new printer (still in it's box), a BUNCH of scrapbooks from a long time ago... yearbooks, carpeting, rugs, did I mention clothes?, all of our new kitchen gadgets that we got as wedding presents, two WOOD dressers filled with clothes, and then your typical garage things... tools, a vacuum (my DYSON!), a costco size box of styrofoam cups, about 6 boxes of garbage bags and... the list. goes. on. This is the UGLY. So, we have to empty the garage and take everything out of it, put it on the driveway, so that we can sweep out and attempt to DRY the garage. Only problem is that here in sunny freaking California, it decides that it has to rain today. So, we got to dry the garage for about an hour before it started to rain and I had to haul everything back into the garage. So, I'm sure that the garage will smell really really good... mmmm.... can't wait for THAT to kick in. The best part to this miserable story is... that when I woke up this morning... I didn't bother to take a shower at the hotel (remember? I was up in Redlands scrapping until 1 a.m., so I got a hotel room up there) because I was in a hurry to get home. If that ain't murphy's law...what is?