Early

It feels very early right now. Probably because I only got about three hours of sleep last night. Yes, the madness continues. My boss is now gone and I am alone at the office again. As I've said before, it's usually when I'm alone that the shit hits the fan. Or in this case, the rock hits the window. I got a call from our alarm company at 10:30 last night saying that the police responded to an alarm and found one of our giant front windows broken. The cops called shortly after that saying that they were at the office and waiting for someone to come file a report and take care of the window situation. Thankfully, Ron has been working days again this week so he was home and I didn't have to deal with this alone. We jumped in the car and arrived at the office 20 minutes later to talk to the cops. Turns out we weren't the only victims. Some dickhead had paraded down the boulevard randomly breaking windows in anger. There were several other incidents last night. I was relieved to find out that there wasn't any theft, just vandalism.

After the cops left, Ron and I entered the office to assess the situation. He started sweeping up glass and I got on the internet to find a 24 hour emergency glass/board up service. Something one doesn't know exists until there is such an emergency. You know that operator message that goes, "We're sorry, the number you have dialed has been disconnected..."? That's a terrible thing to hear at 11:30 at night when you're trying to get something of this nature resolved so that you can go the fuck home and get some sleep. After more than a few such messages I was delighted to hear an actual human being answer the phone. He took down my information and said he'd be right out. Yay. Except "right out" meant at least 30 to 45 minutes, as he was located about 20 miles away. Boo. He finally arrived at 12:45 a.m. By this time Ron had gone to sleep on the bed conveniently located in the upstairs office. Yes, there is a sort of bedroom here for the owner to use when she comes to visit from Poland. It's quite comfortable, I've come to find. So Ron is snoring away upstairs and I'm dealing with a little weird dude...he showed up in a cherry red, 1987 Honda Accord. Two giant particle boards sticking out of the hatchback. Oooooh...a professional! He was nice enough but...there was just something...you know...strange about him. Well, you gotta wonder about anyone who has a job like that. Boarding up windows in the middle of the night, what a lovely and upstanding position to hold. Again, I was so happy to have Ron with me, even though he was sleeping 'cause he had to get up at 4:30 a.m. in order to make it to work by 6 a.m.

Little dude took almost two hours to get the job half done. He was fucking around with his tape measure for what seemed like years before he finally got to work. About 45 minutes into the job he had to leave and get more wood from God knows where. He came back 15 minutes later and tooled around some more. I was pacing the office. I'd go upstairs and lay down with Ron for a bit and then go back downstairs to check on dude. He'd finally covered most of the window by 2:30 a.m. and told me he'd come back first thing in the morning to finish up and secure the thing. I told him to please come back at 9 a.m. As I'm writing this, it is now 9:45 a.m. and he's still not here. I've talked to the owner and she gave me the name of a trusted glass guy in the area. I called him about an hour ago and he said he'd be out this morning. So now I'm just waiting. And waiting. And drinking coffee. And thinking about all the things I still need to do before the owner arrives on Sunday. In my pj top and jeans. With no bra. I'm a quite a sight at the moment. Heh. I'm thinking I'll need to come in for a few hours tomorrow to finish some things. I can't really concentrate right now. I think I'm gonna call the glass guy again and see where he is. I need an estimate before I file a claim with our insurance company. We have quite the deductible.

I got to bed by about 3 a.m. Sleeping (or trying to sleep) in that bed was interesting. There's a down comforter on it. Those things are HOT. Especially when you're wearing a top, sweater jacket and jeans. I woke up sweating at 6:30. Had trouble getting back to sleep so I just got up. Now my eyes are burning and I have that awful, familiar no-sleep feeling. I can't wait to go home. Alright, it's almost ten and I've heard nothing. Shit. Maybe I'll be back later to talk about how the rest of my week has gone.