Movin' on Up!!

*Moving on up! (cue backup singers) moving on up, To the eastside,(background singers) to the eastside, We finally got a piece of the pi-eye-eye-eye-ye-eye!!*

It was moving day for the puppies last night!

*do a little dance, make a little love, get down tonight, yeah, get down tonight, yeah*

Ahem.

In the last fourteen hours I have not heard one whimper, one bark or one book being torn to shreds. Bliss.

The puppies finally have their lives back and they are taking to it like, well, ducks to water or a lab to water. My library, if you can call it that, now has it's door open to the world, beckoning those who are brave enough to enter the cave where the books are stored. First things first, the floors need to be washed down and the windows cranked open to air out the place. Then the dusting and de-furring will commence.

It is so nice out right now - 8 degrees C - so the puppies are out enjoying the fresh air.

I am going to take a before picture of the library but I will not post it until the after picture is read ;)

Took some sleeping meds last night and lo and behold I woke up today at 10am. I'm a bit groggy but I'm just going to take it easy.

I went to the bookstore!!

I bought two more journals BUT, in my defense, uh, they're really pretty. *flutters eyelashes*

Not falling for it?

Yeah, if you are keeping count I have now bought 8 journals in the last month. I'm hiding them from Bob. I'm addicted to journals which wouldn't be bad if I could actually take pen to paper in them. I'm just afraid I will ruin them by writing in them. I have this really nice new book journal that has 2 pages for each book you read. There are probably well over 100 pages in this book but I'm afraid to write in it. My excuse right now is I want the first page to have a keeper on it.

There, don't you feel all sane again?

I went to the bookstore to buy a nice box to put a gift in soooo, I was buying something and well, I can't buy just one thing in a bookstore.

Ho-kay, I'm insane enough to admit that the author's name got me to buy the book. Genie Davis is a fun name. I mean really. Then there was the price and I thought 'what the heck, I got a good read last time!'

Julia Justiss is a book I have seen people talking about and I love the cover and hopefully the heroine really is a courtesan and not a 'fake' courtesan. Everytime I saw someone talk about this book I admit I thought they were talking about the 'other' courtesan book that I bought in early January.

Oh and some fun news but first, I have to tell you how I upset myself yesterday.

Our La-Z-Boy chair died just before Christmas. It's one of those vibrating heat chairs and even though it is ugly as hell, Lord have mercy it is a wonderful thing. I told my husband when he bought it I would never sit in it. Now he has to fight to get a turn. Especially during that time of the month when your back is hurting and you uterus is doing chin-ups. So yeah, it died but I waited until January to call out for help. La-Z-Boy has a copy of our invoice and tells us we bought the extended warranty package so the repair is covered.

Bob and I never buy warranties because I always tell the person I am purchasing from, 'If you think for one minute I won't be standing on your doorstep if something goes wrong with this thing then you are sadly mistaken!' I mean, when did it become okay for companies to just shrug after a customer has parted with a fair amount of cash for their product.

Ooops, ahead of myself.

So Bob and I call the warranty company but they want some warranty number that Bob and I cannot find. We call La-Z-Boy and they sigh and tell us how they are having so many problems with this warranty system and that all this company needs is a photocopy of some paper. So we get this paper and fax it to the warranty company who says, nope, not it. We'll close your claim if you can't find the number. Keep in mind, phone calls have been immense and Bob and I are getting led by the nose.

I call LB and get some chick on the phone and tell her I want to speak to the store manager and she says, she's busy so can she help. Yet again I tell her the story and she says she's new and will leave a note for someone else in the morning. 'kay.

Next morning I get this woman on the phone and she needs to hear the story for the umpteenth time and she says 'Lordy ma'am I don't know what to tell you, we have no clout with the warranty company.'

Silence.

'What do you mean you have no clout? You sold me a warranty for a chair and my understanding was that LB guaranteed their product'

'No ma'am it clearly says on the warranty that Stainmaster is the warranty company'

'So, you're telling me you are selling a warranty to your customers that you cannot enforce?' At this point I am very, very loud and I never get loud.

Okay, I snapped because that is the most assinine thing anyone can say.

'Why the hell are you selling customers a warranty that you can't help them with? My husband is going to bring this chair back and you are going to refund our money for the whole thing'

Offended voice. 'Oh, you can't do that'

'Wanna bet!?' By this time I am sick of talking and I tell her I am not mad at her but OMG!! Are you fucking kidding me!

I get off the phone and immediately call Bob and burst into tears because I yelled at a woman who didn't deserve it and I am sure I have messed up my karma. Also, I'm upset and asking Bob if he thinks my Gram would be disappointed in me for taking my anger out on someone who didn't deserve it. I'm sure she didn't write the policy for the warranty company. Bah, so I feel horrible and Bob calms me down but, I'm still weepy wondering what my Gram would think of me now.

(Just to finish, I went through our paperwork with a fine tooth comb and found the original warranty with the blooming number and take that you fuckers - oooops, karma)

Bob just called me and said, you wanna know how your karma is going? Yeah, I say.

Our dream house has just be reduced in price which means A) the seller does really want to sell it (he's a builder with 5 lots and the house we want is horribly overpriced so we figured he wasn't serious to sell) and B) we may actually put an offer in on it!!

Man, I hope this means that my karma is okay.