Creepy, Crappy, Cruddy

I'll start with Cruddy and work my way back.

Equity called yesterday and scheduled with us the repair of the floor under the washer and dryer for today.  Last night J moved both machines, which meant draining the washer.

Today I get a call from Equity and they tell us it is basically our fault that they called yesterday and scheduled the repair for today.  They said that we knew a contractor was going to do the job.  Sorry but I wasn't informed that they were contracting out the job.  So I think it is pretty darn cruddy of them to blame me for accepting the work order time and making my husband move the machines only to have to put it back because they have no one to do the repairs now. 

Equity told me that the contractor will be calling me soon to schedule the repair.  How soon is soon?  Well I'll know when they call and not before.

Crappy is how I've been feeling.  Sure I should be happy that I've lost ten pounds since my consult on 6 March.  But I'm just not feeling happy.  I'm tired, moody, craving food I can't possibly eat, having issues with sleep and the spotting hasn't stopped since I started the pill.  I hate to say that I'm actually looking forward to stopping the pill this week and getting a period so that the spotting will go away.

To make me feel more crappy I nicked a vein at 0430 hrs when I gave myself my Lupron shot.  Sucker didn't want to stop bleeding.  I think it was because the needle was bent.  Occasionally I do find a bent needle but as long as it isn't broken I'll still use it.

Now for CREEPY.  I promised I write about what was creepy at the marriage encounter.  So I will.  During the sign of peace, we were instructed to give the sign of peace in a couples hug with another couple, the man near me groped my left breast.  Seriously he didn't need to be having his arm under my arm and his hand on my breast.  Especially when you think about how that man just renewed his vows to his wife.  Takes all kinds! 

I didn't want to ruin the Mass for everyone by hauling off and decking the SOB and I didn't want it to put a damper on the celebration.  However, when J and I got home I did tell him what happened.   He was upset.  I didn't tell him while at the hotel or while he was driving.  Some things call for moments when he isn't carrying a gun and/or driving a vehicle that could be used as a weapon.  My spouse is far from a hothead but he wasn't happy about what that man did.  I physically showed my husband what the Creepy guy did.  J agreed that wasn't called for and it was definitely a grope.  There are days I hate having large breasts.  I attract some really creepy men just because they can't keep their eyes and hands off my mammary glands.