Thursday, October 09, 2008
I Don't Want to Complain, But...
I am a lucky individual. I am healthy. I don't live in an impoverished, war torn or hurricane ravaged country. I have a happy marriage with two beautiful, healthy children. My parents are alive and healthy. I have a lovely home. We can afford nice cars and other luxuries. That being said, can I reserve the right to complain, if only for a teeny, tiny moment, about my cleaning lady phoning in sick on the week that I am expecting twelve people for dinner on one night, then another seven guests over the week-end?
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I would be upset too. Its okay to vent.
Totally valid complaint - of all the weeks! Gah....
that is the kind of thing that would make me throw an imaginary punch at the wall
permission fully granted
Ouch. I say call the people and tell them you are under quarantine for a suspected case of the plague, then declare it a false alarm later. Or go with anthrax, maybe.
Absolutely. I don't invite people over precisely because my house is so dirty. 12 then 7 people? Ack.
no one will look at ant dust. They want company and food.....
damn her!!!
kidding...
I hope it all went well as I'm sure it did- dust bunnies and all..
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