Murphy is a bitch!

Jeezus Aych Fucking Christ I hate days like these. It was one of those days when Murphy's Law fucks you in the ass at every turn. Nothing went right, not one single, solitary godamned thing. All of the work I tried to line up fell through for one reason or other, which means instead of getting it done and out of my hair I get to look forward to dealing with the shit at a later date.

The capper was when I tried to put my sexellent new couch in my pad. What a fucking gong-show that was. First try we dropped it from about seven feet in the air (thank fuck it didn't break). Second try we had to put it back down because the strap I had wrapped around it slipped off of one corner. Third try (after putting 3 fucking straps around it) we finally got it on the deck. Oh Ho we're not done yet. After we had the damn thing on the deck and tried to get it through the patio door I realized that I had missed a critical measurement, the distance between the top of the railing and the bottom of the roof, D'oh! Fortunately for me I was able to "persuade" the roof to lift enough to get the couch by and with a sigh of relief, it's sitting pretty in my living room.

Now as I survey the layout of the land, I can see one major problem. My coffee and endtables now look like complete ass.

Damn I need to stop watching all of those home design shows on TV.