It was a Diet Cokey Kind of Day

Many of you may be familiar with the lyrics to the Lady Antebellum, Need You Now...I'm going to borrow, then change those lyrics to match my morning in the home office:

It's a quarter after nine.
I'm all alone and I need you now.
Said I wouldn't drink another one, but I lost all control.
And I need you now.
And I don't know how I can do without,
Another diet Coke, I just need you now.

Bald Girl Eats Another Filet-O-Fish

WOW!  A new realization...you know it is bad when you feel another handful of hair falling out and the filet-o-fish craving all at the same time coincidentally coinciding with my trip to the accountant's office this morning.  Seriously, by Christmas, I may be bald...stress = loss of hair for me and now apparently, I crave filet-o-fish sandwiches as well.  Don't worry all of you who are beginning to cheer me on for this 1/2 marathon...I'll somehow get the cravings turned around into time on the treadmill!

So yesterday I thought my little run-in with the dumpster company was stressful, but today...who knew that filing your quarterlies and paying your quarterlies weren't the same thing...apparently Keith paid the 1st quarter taxes but didn't mail in the report...just got my letter from the IRS..yes, in November.  Anyhow, problem was easy to solve there, BUT as usual being at the accountant's office usually brings up a whole host of other fires to put out...all of which I can usually extinguish but it takes a lot of time to locate all of the fire retardant!

Since my experience with the waste company (hereas known as the WC) was so delightful yesterday...I will share:

Betsy:  When you delivered our dumpster there was already quite a bit of trash in it.
WC Salesperson:  Well, it is good that you called, I underestimated your cost for the dumpster because of the weight you are putting in it. 
Betsy:  What do I do with the trash that is already in the dumpster?  We don't have room for it when we put all of our trash in it.
WC Salesperson:  You'll have to talk with my manager as he says there was no trash in that dumpster when it was delivered.
Betsy:  Now about the cost...you gave me a bid...
WC Salesperson:  This time we won't charge you more, next time the cost will be double.

Betsy:  I'm calling to talk with the manager about the trash that WAS IN the dumpster when it was delivered to me.
WC Secretary to Manager:  Are you the book lady?  (So apparently word gets around)
Betsy: Yep.  And the trash was in the dumpster when it arrived...how do we know this...it was stuck to the bottom of the receptacle, my manager had to peel it out of there, it is completely full of mold and the trash has a Burlington Street address which when we looked it up shows a sorority house.  We really doubt the sorority gals were out at our warehouse dumping their trash.
WC Secretary:  Just leave the trash next to the dumpster.

Oh delightful...here ends another day with the Unexpected Entrepreneur...I must go in search of more fire retardant.

Running Thoughts

Dear Runners' World, I think I have a great new training program for you that works really well for me...walk two songs, run four songs...REPEAT! 
Sincerely, A very bored runner on the treadmill

Dear Tom Petty, I think you should come and run the 1/2 marathon with me since you sing to me on every run I take...I know you are getting up there in years, but if I can do it, you can do it.
Sincerely, A runner who runs to her own beat!

Dear Readers of this Blog, I am taking bets on when Finley George (my furry son) decides he is going to try out the treadmill.  He has been pondering this idea for the last few runs...I say, one of these days, he will go for it.  It won't be pretty.
Sincerely, One worried dog owner

Pyschoanalyze This...

So I once was a teacher...teachers teach reading:  therefore teachers should LOVE to read.  Well, as a kid yes, as an adult, sporadic...why?  Can't figure that out...attention span has to be one part of the equation.

So I own a book business, access to books is plentiful, reading is free, so one would think...and I do take home a lot of books, just don't ever seem to finish them...for example, here is what resides on my nightstand and exactly where the bookmark is...

Friday Night Lights (I love football, so I should love this book):  Read the Prologue

How To Tell Your Friends From Apes (looked funny, short quips):  Read back cover

The Devil in the White City (heard from many it was good, historical and about Chicago = perfect): Bookmark in page 100, but don't really remember reading that much of this one, hmmm..

The Shack (heavy, man, heavy...stopped reading at time of diagnosis):  Page 245, but I am reading the large print version...one can read more pages that way :)

Cancer Journey (on one, thanks):  Page 80, but won't be finishing, their family's journey ends on a happy note

The Glass Castle:  No bookmark, must not have started it.

Little Altars Everywhere (Loved the Ya Ya Sisterhood...so thought I'd love this):  Page 10

The Memory Keeper's Daughter:  Page 8

Splendid Solution, Jonas Salk and the Conquest of Polio (I'm a geek, love a good biography):  Page 112

Tender at the Bone:  Not yet started, but heard it was humorous

James Van Allen, The First Eight Billion Miles (OK a big geek):  Bookmark fell out, eek!  Very small print and I know I made it to at least page 100.

Friday Night Knitting Club (resides in car, chapter 3...but hey, just started that one 3 days ago)

Dragon Tattoo Set...Gave it to a friend to read since I have a lot of other choices...

There you have it...perhaps I have an attention span issue...Look out for falling stacks of books, maybe if it hits me it'll knock me back into a good reading habit!