Today's not a good day.

Thursday, June 5, 2008

There are so many worse things that could have happened, and yet, it was still not a good day.

Firstly, my primary objective with my new job is to launch a new website. We currently have an extremely outdated one, which, with google analytics, we have found 85% of our guests visit once with an avg time of 50 seconds on 1.41 pages. Pathetic. So today prior to a dreaded golf event, my boss and I went to visit a communications company. I have been working with this company on our website redevelopment, and they wanted to present a proposal to us today . . . to the tune of $15K. Five thousand dollars MORE than the budget I'd given, specifically as high. To make matters worse, they told my boss that that budget was the one I'd given them . . .

To follow up this wonderful meeting, we then joined one of the other principal architects and our contractor contact for a "fun" golf tourney. I hate golf. I honestly do. I'm a soccer player. Pure and simple. I have foot eye coordination and little else. I hate golf, it is not comfortable, it is not natural and I simply suck at it. So away we went. I enjoyed some gentle ribbing, but for the most part suffered through . . . Amazingly enough though, I actually won THE LONGEST PUTT award. Purely coincidence, but I scored a $30 gift certificate. Sweet!

So then I come home, after a 1 hour, 20 minute drive to find a sweet note from the hubby.


This sweet, sweet note is on the back of a letter from our mortgage company, which is unopened, alerting us to the fact that they have taken out Hazard Insurance on our behalf, because we have not sent them record of our Home Owner's Insurance Policy!!! Something that I had been told our insurance company had taken care of, based on a conversation with my husband! So now we're being billed to the tune of $1900 on top of the insurance we already pay!

Sweet.

I'm probably over-reacting to this financial business, because I received an upsetting phone call from my Mom this evening. My grandpa was admitted to the hospital yesterday due to throat pain. My grandpa survived the depression eating lard and bread sandwhiches. He is not a healthy man, due to his subsequent eating habits, after promising that himself at a young age that he would always eat well. He has survived a heart attack, a double bypass, a triple bypass and multiple stints, only to be dealt kidney cancer. We've always known his heart is and would be a problem for him, but apparently these throat pains are a part of his heart issues and the doctors have no solution. They think it is the beginning of the end.


I'm going to go run.

6 comments:

Sea Squared said...

Oh Leah! I'm so sorry to hear about your day. Your Grandpa is so stinkin' cute! I will keep him in my prayers. *hugs*

AJ said...

Sorry to hear about your grandpa. My grandpa sounds very similar to yours--multiple bypasses and a stroke. I love grandpas. They are so so cute. Does he live close? Please take the time to really spend time with him if you can. I'm thinking about you!

Kristal said...

Sorry about the crappy day Leah. :( We had the same problem with our mortgage company - we had insurance and kept faxing them the info, but they kept claiming they never got it. Ridiculous.

I'll be keeping your Grandpa in my thoughts.

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Megan said...

Aww Leah, I'm so sorry about your crappy day. I will keep your Grandpa in my prayers! Keep your chin up.. it will only get better from here, right? :)

Dr. Erin and Mr. Heath said...

Leah, I'm a little late (been out of town), but your post makes my heart hurt. I'm sorry you had such a bad day. Your grandpa is adorable and I'm definitely keeping him in my prayers. I hope things start looking up soon. ::big hug::

 

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