Friday, October 29, 2010
The house we did today had bad juju or something. The job was underbid, the plantation shutters prevented the screens from being removed so it made cleaning the exterior side of the glass very challenging. The Dad and I were between 8 foot tall bushes and the wall of the home with all four pieces of the stack ladder when I realized there was a wasp nest hanging from a branch directly beside me. I yanked off a nail straight to the quick trying to close the side gate that got jammed in the mud. There was dog crap everywhere. I badly scraped my shin on a sprinkler head. I jammed up the other side gate. It was muddy as heck, the windows were disgustingly filthy, I sprayed Zep in my eye, The Dad sliced up his finger on a razor and then I backed the van into their mail box in my haste to leave when we were through. The van is scratched to crap and their mail box is now a lean-to because it leans to a side.
Maybe it wasn't bad juju or ghosty ghoulish Halloween pranks from the "other side". Maybe I'm exhausted, stressed and not thinking straight.
my van looks like crap and that makes me want to cry.
and if they ask us to pay for repairs on their mailbox, it will mean it will have COST us to clean their windows because as it stands, we made very little money on that job for all that work. And it was a lot of work.
At least I got a contact for tudusamom. Her hubby breeds snakes and so does our customer.
This was one of those days I wish I had stayed in bed.