The week has been a mixture of things. All of which have sucked ass big time.

Because I'm a "nice person" I agreed to go to downtown San Francisco to pick up some coffee pots for my boss' wife. She found some insulated coffee pots advertised on Craig's list (like Gumtree), but they were in SF and she could get down there. Stupid me opened my mouth and said how I was in SF all the time. She organized for me to go to this hotel to pick up the coffee pots on Tuesday afternoon after my classes. The hotel was really posh and so I sat there in the lobby reading a book because they man I was supposed to meet was late. Turns out he was late because he was at a funeral. I let him off the hook because he had a good reason. Turns out the stupid coffee pots were only $2 each. She wanted 4. I just feel like it was such an effort for me to get down there and get them - it was clearly out of my way. I thought they were going to be made of gold or something. Nope. They weren't. Anyways, needed to whine about that. Oh, and when I brought them to work this morning, I carried them in my reusable shopping bag. She never took the bloody things out of it and asked if she could take them home in the bag!!! What did I say? Yes of course! Why do I do things I don't want to do?

In my tax class, we were given a tax return to do that was due today. OMG, that thing kicked my ass. You would think because I do tax returns pretty much everyday, the bloody thing would be easy for me. Nope. Not at all. It was way more complicated than anything I do at work. The couple had a live in nanny, so I had to figure out household employee tax. They had new rental properties, so I had to do depreciation. The wife sold pottery and I had to figure out if it was a business or hobby. All really retarded stuff. Please don't sell pottery. Anyways, I had been working on it over the weekend at work. In class on Tuesday, the professor went over a few things so I knew I needed to revise it a bit, but couldn't actually go into work until this morning to finish it. Was cutting it really close. Anyways, I just wanted to say that I'm done with tax. Done. Don't want to hear about it anymore. At all. Period.

Also, if I get another text telling me not to go to Wal-Mart today because of a gang initiation to shoot 3 women........ Seriously. Come on. How many Wal-Marts are there? I think I'll got to freaking Wal-Mart and take my chances. In fact, the gang will do me a favor by shooting me because I won't have to get that bloody text anymore!

So, Chris and I have been on a diet for 2 weeks now. We decided to eat whatever we wanted tonight. Chris made himself a huge sandwich. I found some bread, turkey, and cheese and thought a turkey melt would be lovely. I fixed everything and put it in the oven. After 10 minutes of thinking about my meal and waiting for it to melt, I checked on it and noticed there was mold on the cheese. What! Moldy cheese! So, I checked that bag of cheese, and yup, there was mold all over it. My meal.....failed. I threw it away and gave up on my dream of eating dinner.

Hope you guys didn't have to deal with moldy cheese this week.